Carwash and scary adventures

I had cut off my sexy movie with my ex-girlfriends except

Shaghayegh, whom I still called a few times and sometimes I went to her house sexy together

We were a king. Shaghayegh was a bank employee and

Widow. But in fairness, in all the women I knew, my wife Sarah was something else. You are this

For a long time, he had left me with nothing short of early, like crazy

We had sex with each other every day. I even remember having sex five times in bed on a Friday night until the next day

In the kitchen, even once in the corner of the yard

We threw it away and had lunch when ا Sarah had an amazing body and even my sister was jealous of her. Tall, black eyebrow sex story sex

, Four shoulders, slim waist, buttocks Iran Topoli sex and

Stubborn breasts that I will never get enough of. I was saying on the night of our wedding anniversary: ​​he was wearing a black top and a pair of short white cotton pants. With those high-heeled sandals, I was exactly the same height, maybe a little taller. I did not want to touch the food at the dinner table. They were so beautifully decorated. I went to the kitchen, she was freezing in Delster, I hugged her from behind, the heat behind her neck was insane, I pulled my tongue behind her neck, she said with a thousand coquettes, Ashkan, do not bother, let me prepare the table. I said you are in a lot of trouble, I told you to go to a restaurant, he said no, Dad, what is a restaurant? The man has to eat his wife's cooking tonight. I said what else can a man eat tonight? He said he could do whatever he wanted. I turned around and came to kiss his lips, but he pushed me back with his holly hand and did not let go. He said, "My make-up will be cleansed. Be patient for a few hours. We laughed and went to the dinner table. At dinner, Ashkan said, "I did not ask you for anything this year, and I tried to do whatever you asked me to do for you." Other than this? I said no honey. Did something happen ? He said no, I just do not know how to say. Do not think that I do not want to cling to what we said before we got married. By God, if you do not allow it, I will not raise it for the rest of my life. I said what do you want or not? He said, "Remember you said before marriage that I have conditions for my future wife?" I said yes, I remember, do not dodge, go to the main point. He said that he did not like going to the tent very much. If we have children a few more times, I can not do it at all. I know you asked me this because of your family's beliefs, but can you think about it and tell me if I can be like the former Mantua or not? I told him, "My dear, I do not want to hurt you at all. You know very well that my family, especially my father, is bound to something, but if you do not want to wear it, there is no problem, you do not need to wear a tent from tomorrow." He smiled and came around the table to kiss my lips. I bit my tongue and tasted the lipstick on my lips. I said, did you not say that your makeup will be ruined? He said it was for thanks. There is no problem, I will go and fix it. The dinner tasted great. I helped him set the table. We laughed a lot in the kitchen and kissed her. I poured myself a cup of tea and went to the TV. I have never seen him so fresh and fresh. She was so enthusiastic that she was mischievous like a girl, and she nodded at me, just like a schoolgirl who raised her third-third grade with a grade point average. I do not know why I insisted on wearing a chador from the first day. In the year that has passed since our marriage, this was the first request he made to me. Being Mantua did not make any difference to me, but because my family was religious, I did not want my wife to be a finger-pointer at all. But now I willingly complied with his request, I do not know why, but I felt good when I allowed him to put aside his tent. It was strange for me, I was tormented by my conscience, I was saying to myself, no, I was so jealous that I am ready for my wife not to stress with this mantle, this will disturb the peace of my life. These were the things that went through my mind like lightning and wind while drinking tea on the TV. Saddam was doing it. Ashkan Jan, where are you? What do you want from Sarah John Cup? Play TV Persia, now the dance competition starts. I wondered what kind of village Sara gives to this woman for Mamed Khordadian? He said in the name of Mammad Khordadian and to you? How can it be clear that they dress like this in front of so many people? How do their buttocks tremble like this? I have no talent in these areas at all. No Ashkan? I said baby, did you underestimate yourself? They practice this way. The body of this woman is not attractive to a third of you, and if one day you want to practice hard, you will hate all this in your pocket. He said, "Oh, what a watermelon he puts under his armpit." Where am I? See what filth has hips? I said baby, have you ever paid attention to your hips? I'm willing to bet this girl's buttocks are not half that ball of yours. come here . He came to me with a laugh and I said, "Give this front to me, give me your first back." The little girls listened to me excitedly and performed. Sarah was standing between me and the TV, leaning back slightly. I tilted my head a little, glanced at the girl on TV, glanced at Sarah's buttocks. I slapped him with the palm of my hand, his buttocks hurt a lot, he licked himself and went into a state of rage, sat down on the sofa in the reception area and turned his back on me. I went to him and threw myself. I loved his games and kissed his arms and neck. I threw my hand in the mud and pressed the ball a little, that was its weakness. In a special way, he said, "Go and look at the same women and do not touch me." I laughed and said that all those women sacrificed a thread of death. Did it hurt? Well, it's your fault that you are doing this while everyone else was doing the same thing to me. I do not know why he blossomed when he heard this sentence. He said what else does anyone have to do with my ass? I said, for example, I said. He said give me these words. A man who does not show his wife's buttocks to anyone. I said yes, you are right (I do not know why I was so happy to continue this discussion) Sarah, did you want to participate in this contest? He said, "Well, everyone wants to show their art to others, but you know, I can not participate in competitions like this at all." I said what is wrong? Do you want to go to a dance competition with a coat and a mask? He laughed and said no, well, but why do I insist on going? I said, well, for the judges, the body, physical ability and style of the participants are very important. I think you are in very good condition. I'm dancing for a while. As if waiting for my offer, he got up and started dancing and singing. His work was perfect, his movements had stimulated me a lot. When he was done, I touched him and cheered him on. I said if you were going to this contest and I was in the place of Mamed Khordadian, I would give you a present in front of the whole crowd. Practice that back for a while with that bass to see how flexible it is. Sarah had fainted. I gestured and with my teeth I put a little pressure on the protruding tip of her breasts. He said a slight sigh and relaxed in my arms. I continued to work. His eyes were numb and his lips were red. He always felt the same way when he was aroused. I rubbed one of his breasts with my hand and stimulated this one with my tip teeth. He was moving himself on my back. His hand was wrapped around my neck and my head was pressing against his chest. Did I say go to the bedroom? He said no here. I topped it and ate all her breasts with pleasure. A brown halo had gathered around his chest and his large nipples were slightly swollen. Yahweh separated himself from me and said, "Enough of my ship." At that moment, another participant came on stage and started dancing to a beautiful denim skirt with a beautiful song. Sarah started dancing to the same song and at the same time she slowly changed her clothes to the same rhythm. Then the pants in the same way. When he took off his shorts, he turned his back on me and pulled his toe with his finger. The song was over until I got up and started to sharpen the strip. The two of us laughed. The next song was Baba Karam. I played my clothes with the same rhythm of my grandfather with a lot of ridiculous play. Sarah was sitting on the sofa with her legs apart. I went and sat in front of her on the floor and shook her head. Alas, the most fragrant region in the world is right next to Sara. Its perfume makes me drunk. He hit my legs hard on the upper parts of his face. It turned out that the account was stimulated. I started kissing, licking and sucking. In the middle of this, I used to put a pressure on my teeth with my teeth, which reached orgasm. He was so aroused that he hit me hard on the back of my back and said provocative words: God, I will sacrifice you, Ashkan… You are driving me crazy…… My love… Eat my darling oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Darmmmmmmm… Ashkan's next… fast terrrrr… wow wow wow… tears فشار Ashka pressed so hard on my head and screamed until he was satisfied. Most of the time, the stock routine was such that he was satisfied first. I got up, stood next to him and kissed his forehead and caressed him. He was doing this very well. His eyes were on television. I followed his gaze and saw a young and handsome boy dancing to a fast rhythm. Kirmo pulled towards himself. I moved on the sofa to bring my back to her mouth. He kissed her tip very gently and started working. Hey, he was sucking and licking in his mouth until he sneezed, sometimes he pressed a part of his back against his teeth, which irritated me a lot. The most enjoyable part of the job was when you licked my eggs and told me to stop here or go to the room. He got up from Josh and put his hand on the sofa and bent down. His bald head was so beautiful from behind that one wanted to just sit and stare. I went and wet my back with saliva. I reached for the cold spray on the tip of my back. He moved himself a little until he was half gone. It was wet and slimy. I do not know what character he had that he was so tight. Sarah was not the only one he had sex with. For example, although Shaghayegh was a widow, it was as if a tank had passed through her and you had to use a thousand tricks to collect her. But it was still as tight as our engagement. In the middle of my stay, I said on TV, Mr. Khordadian, ashamed that I am in front of you, yes, he laughed, and with the same trembling voice, he said, "Don't be embarrassed, give him a compliment." I laughed and said that he could not reach it, if he arrived he would not wait for my compliment, he would start working himself. Said Ashkan more firmly… damn it… was very provoked. He clung to the sofas like crazy. In our sexy fantasies, I cursed her several times at the peak of pleasure. Today was really at its peak, I tried to play a little movie. I started sighing and sighing, slapping his buttocks with the palm of my hand. I pulled my back out to the bottom again. I repeated this several times in a row. I opened the Kunshu lamps with both hands. I caressed the beauty of the corner hole that fell with my finger. She was screaming and screaming with pleasure. I told myself it was a good time. Joooon… I miss this person's victim Sarai… I'm daring… I're tearing you مادر Mother's whore… Your mother 's thorn I'm saying tonight… He could no longer bend over. I hugged him and put him on the sofa. I spread my legs apart and folded my back. He was very lethargic. He said in a voice like a moan, "Tell me again." Give a crime to Ashkan. پارم کن. Do whatever you like with me. Just say don't be silent bitch. I did not say a word. He said, "I'm not with you, fatherless." Tell me, Jack, I want to hear your voice. I started repeating the same words with a hysterical laugh, I said so much until I reached the top, I emptied myself with all my pleasure, I let go of Sarah's chest and abdomen and her legs, and I lay down next to her. That night we were so tired that I did not know when we went to bed and we went to sleep. We were so tired that neither I nor Sarah had a chance to take a shower. I kissed her and went to the company.