My cousin Mahsa's sister

Hello Arash, I am 31 years old from Shiraz. My wife's name is Mojgan. We live in Isfahan because of my job. I have a beautiful and well-built sister named Mahsa. Especially Mojgan, he could not bear to be alone and away from them. He used to come from Kashan most of the weekends. Isfahan, our house, I also saw him. I was at work. I sent Mojgan by bus to Shiraz. It was 94 o'clock at night. The doorbell rang. I went and opened the door. I saw that Mahsa was there. I complimented her. Change it. I'm preparing something too. Let's eat together. He went to the bedroom. He was wearing a tight mat. He was showing off his good looks. Found you said d University is not the place to do this. I said as if I had gone to university myself. I know what he said. You must have been looking for a girl to play with. He yawned. I said, "Oh, he said he was very tired. Yes, I was in class today. I told him to get up and go to sleep." He said with surprise. "Let's go to sleep." I said there is no one between us, no one understands, do not ruin it, think I am your son's friend, his cheeks are rotten, I wanted to kiss him, he pulled himself back, I said do not bother, he only calmed down a little, he said, I am afraid, I closed her eyes, started to eat her lips, took her breasts, moved and tightened them a little. د I oppressed her, I rubbed her buttocks in her shirt, I put my finger in her ass, I massaged her a little, then I slowed down, I pressed her more, she liked it, but it turned out that she was in pain. And I put my head up. I put my head up in the corner. I was very angry, but I was controlling myself and I was not pumping. More than half of my cream was in the corner. At the same time, I was rubbing her nipples. I was crying a lot. I did not have the opportunity to write it