The death of his father was a great blow to the family that could only be borne by the consolation and support of those around him. Although my paternal grandparents always helped us financially to make ends meet, my father's empty presence in the house was always felt and our only hope was the father's picture frame.
Uncle Samad, my father's partner, whom I worshiped from the bottom of my heart, did not do injustice and made my father's capital in the company a source of encouragement and help in our lives, so that during these years we were the only ones suffering from my father's distance. I went to study according to the heartfelt and constant wishes of my late father and entered the university with all seriousness. And my two sisters are comfortable studying in exile. The company's work had also developed and prospered more, and Uncle Samad traveled more to Tehran, and his constant rebellion had relieved his mother.
One evening when I was returning home from college, a private car stopped in front of me. The old driver said with a smiling face that if I went straight, it would take me some distance. Are you a student? I answered shortly, yes, he asked again, he must be single !! I said yes, he seemed to want to talk to me all the way. He said in a meaningful tone, "I'm heartbroken. I said why?" You . I understood what he meant, but maybe I was confused when I answered what we should do that we have to hit in the head of this child and I pointed in front of me, he laughed and slapped me on the leg that was next to my hand so that his hand was pulled near my upper thigh and said why Bazni is guilty of it and put his hand on it without any introduction.
I was very scared, I said Morsi, I will get off, he said if you do not want to go home together, I answered no, I am on my way to work. He had taken a bath because he had a key, but he thought I would come later. He was standing in the middle of the living room with a towel around his waist. I greeted him and apologized. I came without knocking, but of course I was not dissatisfied with what had happened How fit he is. His thick arms and broad chest were really spectacular. At this age, his abdominal muscles still looked like an athlete, but an important difference in Uncle Samad's body was that there was almost no part of his body that was not without hair. All this fit and beautiful body was covered with black wool, and it was less clear that he was dressed or that his body was naked, even when he turned his back on me, his shoulders and shoulders were as black as wool. In short, I was stunned by my furry body and my head was dry, but as if Uncle Samad had noticed something else, Uncle John asked why he was pale, and with his great insistence, I had to tell him the story of the way to university.
When it was over, Kelly laughed at me and said this! Is that why you are so scared ?! You should not be afraid of such a simple matter. I said, "There are many stories written in the newspapers every day that someone has been killed in this way." He laughed again and said, "No, the servant of God did not mean badly. And he put his arm around my waist and pulled me to the couch to relax. He sat down next to me and asked, "Now tell me, uncle, what are you doing for this feeling you have?" Tell me like a close friend and tell me easily. Anyway, you have youth and sexual instinct in everyone, because I have always been hot-tempered at school and university. His bare chest clung to his head and he kissed me and Kelly became the victim of my charity. How noble I am. He said, "Do not worry. Uncle. I did not like it to end and I smelled Uncle Samad's chest hair. Also, since I was a child, I have always loved Uncle Samad. I liked this job. And he went to my lips. I kissed his lips too and Uncle Samad put his tongue in my mouth with pressure. I was very hot and I felt my heart was pounding. . Uncle Samad's hair had not been firm yet, but it was thick and long and had a red head. I had seen him white-skinned, clean-shaven, and he was so furry. I walked around with Kirsh a little with my hand. Uncle Samad's work gave me peace of mind that he did not just intend to tear me apart.
In short, I rubbed more of my breasts and nipples with my hands, each the size of a large pear. Kirsh had risen to the occasion. The white cock with its red and thick head was spectacular. Uncle picked me up and took off my clothes. He took the worm that he took out of his shorts with his hand and said to! Wow, she is beautiful and without any further explanation, she took all my cream into her mouth and started sucking. He held it and pressed his head into my mouth so that it hit my throat and I was about to lift it. He took my legs so that he put his tongue on my hole and started licking my hole. It was so sweet and hearty that I left my legs open and of course I did the same. It took a long time and we continued. Uncle Samad got up and This time, he sat on my chest and put Kirsh on my back. He went up and down a few times and I was enjoying it under the pressure of Kirsh. He put his head on my nipple and licked it with his tongue and rubbed my other nipple with his hand. I did the same. The pleasure is indescribable and I did not want it to end at all. He brought Kirsh again in front of my face. I also rubbed it under the hay. He went back and took Kirsh out of my mouth, put my feet up and put them on his shoulders, first massaged my hole with his index finger and dipped his finger into my buttocks and turned it, it felt good and I was not in pain, but I also hurt the second finger that he inserted. He came and laughed and said that the hard part is here. The rest is easy to do. By turning his fingers a few times, this pain is over. He felt the heat, he waited for me to get used to it, and this time he raised my waist a little and put a cushion under my waist, then he lay on my chest and pushed his head, which was in the best position, with more pressure so that It was gone and with every blow of the pump that hit me, I could feel the impact of his chin under my hole. He was hot and sweat was running all over his body. He put it under my armpits and licked it with his tongue. I did something for her, so we licked and rubbed each other. I prepared what he had taught him and put my cream in the hole. I was about to reach the peak when Uncle realized he came back and grabbed my cock. He started sucking my cock again. I could not stand it anymore and water started erupting from my head like a roaring volcano. When it was over, he sucked my cock tightly and took out my cream until the last drops of water. Now it was my turn again. I took Uncle Samad's milk in my hand and sucked it. It was nice, hot and a little sweet, and it filled my mouth and dripped from my face. The whole room was full of the smell of Uncle Samad's water. He was out of breath and there was a lot of sweat all over his body.
