Red hair eats down the throat

. I consider my white hair to be a sexy movie. Like autumn leaves

They lose their color. I mean, am I old ?! how soon! Every sexy night I comb my hair

This king gets closer to belief. What was a fantasy, a fantasy of happiness.

It was as if Saeed had just kissed my lip yesterday and said, "I love you."

She wiped my white wedding dress with Junde. When the reason

I asked and he said this is our nipple drawing. That means you are my bride! What a strange drawing! Drawing a noble family

Saeed . Kos has been Saeed himself many times since that night

Emptied inside me. The days when he was depressed, he was happy, he was tired. . . I thought this was a story for my sex friend

. Little by little, I whispered that I was infertile

did the Saeed surrendered to his mother after three years of resistance. new wedding It's been seven years that I sleep in his arms only on Tuesdays. Saeed lies on my feet and . . In the beginning, he cried several times after it was empty. I thought it was a kind of male apology. But no, his cry was real. I wish Saeed was a man and didn't cry! How I would like a real man who wants me, just lays on me and licks and kisses me. . . How I wanted to kiss, lick, swallow a real man's dick. . The sound of the bell makes me notice the door. It must be Saeed. another tuesday I turn on the lampshade and turn off the light. I open the door and come back. I take off my clothes and sleep on the bed. Saeed goes here and there. I see his shadow on the wet window glass. The beat of raindrops is audible. I don't want to turn to him, I don't want to see him. I want to fuck But I don't want to ask Saeed in language. He knows it himself. He stands next to my bed. I close my eyes. It comes on my bed. His hand caresses my thigh. He lifts my legs and sleeps on me. He milks my breast with his mouth and pushes his hot dick to the bottom. It pumps hard and fast. I moan and twist. The sound of blows and the grinding of his mouth that eats my chest does not stop for a moment. He calms down. It erupts inside me. He sleeps on me for a few moments. His cock, which collects, slowly slips out of my mouth. I wake up with his voice. . . "Thank you, madam!" I really enjoyed!" I turn around and touch him with fear. In the dark light of the room, I see the parking guard. "I brought the car key, I washed it well. . . Sorry, I have to go! With the rain tonight, the car will be muddy tomorrow when you come home from work!" He pulls up his pants. My confused gaze follows him. He laughs at me in front of me. good night madam sleep well! "Stunned, I stay and the sound of rain. . . I can't wait for Saeed. I sleep. I wake up in the morning with a strange feeling from last night. It was as if he was asleep. Saeed left me a note and apologized for being late. I laugh unconsciously. The morning sun has lit up my room. I go to the window and pull aside the curtain. The city is the same city, the people are the same people. . Everything is in its place, just like the morning when Saeed was with someone else instead of me for the first time. How strange these others are the same people around us. I eat breakfast and hurry to the city. A city full of people who hug me with just a gesture.[email protected]