Well, usually here someone tells a story about himself first. I am Sahar, I am 23 years old and I live in one of the high towers in Tehran. I am 177 feet tall and I weigh 66 kilos. Black hair, eyes and eyebrows. Since I go to the club, my body is extremely sexy. Big buttocks, slim waist and big breasts.
I am a wonderful girl and I always wear stylish and fashionable clothes. Most of my clothes make the boys' mouth water because it makes me look much sexier. One of the people who was very close to me was our caretaker's son. An athletic boy who was handsome to me. But I did not take it at all because I was from a very rich family and this made him very upset and made him draw that plan for me. :(
One day when I was returning from shopping and I was parking my car, I saw that Omid (his name was Omid) was standing in the parking lot talking on his cell phone. I did not care and got in the car and went to the elevator. He also came behind me and stood behind me until the elevator came down. He greeted me from behind. I did not answer him and opened the elevator door and he came behind me. I hit the 8th floor but he did not press any button. I was surprised. He was walking with his mobile phone. When the 4th floor passed, the elevator stopped! I was scared. I said: What happened? He said: I do not know. The power was on but the buttons were not working. I said: Call me and see what happened. He looked at his ear and said: there is no antenna here. He was right, he said he did not give me an antenna. I said: So what should we do? Oh damn this chance. He said: It does not hurt me. I looked at him in surprise. He said: You will never take me, at least you have to be here. I said loudly: Stupid! And I turned and turned my back on him so that I would not see him again, but he was in front of the mirror and I could see him through the mirror, and for a moment my heart stopped at what I saw. He hoped you were rubbing Kirshu pants. What I saw from the pants was very big. I closed my eyes. I felt it was getting closer to me. I was out of breath. If I screamed, Saddam would not get anywhere. There was nothing I could do. I opened my eyes. He was pulling his pants down and holding Kirshu in his hand. What did I see? It was very thick. I clung to him from behind. I said: Go to the idiot. He said: Where did I get you? I said: If I tell my father, your father will come. He said: "I do not care, I just want to do it." He grabbed my chest and pressed hard. I screamed in pain and turned around and slapped her under her ear. I said do not hope for your mother. It is very dirty. I hit the other two unimportantly on my buttocks and unknowingly grabbed Kunmo. I spat a hole in it and Kirshu put it in my hole. I closed my foot and tightened myself so that Kirsh would not hit you, but with the pressure he brought, Kirsh went inside. I put my hands on the elevator mirror so that I would not fall, and this made me completely turn upside down, and he kicked me in the buttocks. I was moaning when he started pumping and we were looking in the mirror at him holding Kunmo in his hand and looking at him pumping at Kunum. Mohamu grabbed me and hit me hard, but my butt was open and I was doing it. I took one hand down and started rubbing my pussy. He was pumping and I was rubbing my pussy. I felt I was satisfied when I said: hit faster and he made it faster and I was satisfied. I did not get tired of doing it. Kirshu would take it out and do it again, which would make me cry and shout that once the juice came and spilled on me. I immediately sat down on the ground and punched a hole that started to rub. He kicked her in the pants and punched her hard against the elevator wall. The elevator started working and went up. I just found out that someone had coordinated with it and the elevator was out of order. He hit the elevator button and stood on the 2th floor. Omid said, "I will come back to you and leave." . . ;)
