Virtual love to reality

Hi, at first I need to say this to my friends who are finally fishing. Now it is so easy to have sex and at least anyone who is looking for it can have sex with a girlfriend or finally a prostitute, so do not think that everyone is lying and now compared to before, despite Phone and cyberspace, sex has become very easy. Well, let's go to the main story, which does not have many sexy points. I am Hamid, 27, from Hamedan. Toshun was a girl who was from Isfahan and was very quiet and always online. Ms. Isfahani, whose name was also Farzaneh, had a stable base, and I understood from her words that she was married and a year older than me, and that she had a three-year-old son. Who has a hotel in most cities? I could not find a married woman who could travel alone, but her husband had abandoned this altogether and was looking for his own love and well-being. Farzaneh also satisfied her husband with the excuse of traveling. We made a sign that the terminal officer got stuck. I got a ticket for Mashhad. Kaveh Farzaneh, a girl of average height, was thin, green and beautiful. I really loved her and I was addicted. We went and took over the office suite. We took a separate shower and left. We went around until evening and ate dinner. We came home. She changed her clothes and put on a top and shorts. We slept in a double bed next to each other, we looked at each other and talked about the days when we longed to see each other and now we were next to each other, I kissed her lips and she accompanied me, it was very hot, we were really in love, I knew she had a husband and our relationship did not end I was not feeling well, I slowly undressed him and fell down I ate her neck until I reached her breasts. Wow, it was crazy. I had sex before, but it was different because it was romantic. I ate all of it. I was stroking her hair, then I picked her up, threw her on the bed, and fell down. It was tight and hot. I picked it up and said, "Come and sit down." He came and grabbed me by the arm. He went to Mashhad, got on a bus in Isfahan, and I left Hamedan with tears. We were together for a few years, and how many times I went to Isfahan just to see him, and he came to Hamedan, where I got engaged again, and although we were not satisfied, Like two normal friends, we chat and now we all ask, written by a boy