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I am writing my first story. Sorry if there is a problem, help me to fix it next time.
I am Kia and the story I want to tell Weston is related to last year. I am 30 years old with a height of 188 and I am single. I have a neat appearance and a normal appearance. I did not. My nerves were really hot that day. When a girl called again, she said, "Are you Mr. So-and-so?" I replied that he became acquainted with her. The next day, when I called him, he said that he had given me some number. Gharbi is a medical student and lives with my ex-girlfriend.

We gradually became related to each other and after 3 months of talking on the phone, we were supposed to see each other. Because their city was 5 hours away from our city. Finally, I took two days off and left. When I saw a skinny girl with a normal face, small breasts and weight 50 kilos and green. When I arrived, I went very slowly. Their blood was even talking to me that the upstairs room was not sounding. Of course, I must say that we planned in such a way that my ex-girlfriend came to our city. We both shivered from stress. After we had a cup of tea and dinner, we went to a single bed to sleep. When we went to bed, our lips parted. We always kissed on the phone. I went in the night.

After a while, when we ate each other's lips, he put his hand on my back for a moment and started to rub it from the pants I was wearing. My heart came into my mouth. I kissed every piece of her clothes I took off. She told me, "Will you eat my trowel?" We did not see anyone, I said, surely, my dear. Do not look bad in the eyes. We saw such a sexy photo of a clean person. I got up and started licking. He was just watching. I liked it little by little. I closed my eyes with hunger and started eating. He had a big body. He said, "I'm not going to get water. I was too daring to bring water. I soaked one of my fingers in the corner and slowly moved back and forth to eat it. The best opportunity for me to wash his hair. During this time, my cream was like a stone. I was walking with a hole in the back. He said, "Who do you like?" I said I love you. He said, "Come on, we, like Oskola, did not go whatever we pressed and we became careless. He would pull down my pants and learn the action. After that, I went to his blood almost 2 more times. Thanks to this story, I opened it and I will tell him the story later. It had happened that we had no room. I had a travel tent in my car.
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