The boy who made me old

Hi, this story goes back to a few months ago, because, as other boys say, I was a kid. I was always ridiculed at school, or someone wanted me to do it. I did not trust my own eyes at all. It was in the telegram that the children were in our own city. All of them were my manager. The boy was a XNUMX-year-old boy. These poets summed up one day when the children had opened the class for me. I want to be mine financially, I will give you whatever you want, my friends, I will be polite, I said what it means, let 's go home, I'll tell you, I'm in the middle of the road, I'm sorry. There is a village, he works here, he is a thief, he summed me up and told me to push himGive it to me, I did this too. Kirshu was squinting because I was behind him. It was not clear until he said I was back. He came to my mouth, he fell down, he was rubbing his cock, he was licking my little cock, he was kissing me in the mouth, he was saying, who are you? And the whole of Kirshu was moving back and forth in my mouth. The water of his lust had started. My mouth was full. I was dizzy. I was afraid I was going to die. A gel came out of his closet. He hit me in the ass. Yahoo. I fucked like this for half an hour, then he opened my legs, raised his legs, I was falling, people were falling, he started to kiss me. Bash remembers, he splashed on my body and fell. Rome eats my neck. Kunmo rubs a glass of semen from him. Kirsh was still right. In short, he gave me money.