Honestly, this is a true story. I was fifteen years old. I met a boy. I was XNUMX years old. I loved him. His name was Ali. He was my first boyfriend. He was pulling my lower lip with his lips, then we progressed slowly. One day we were in a lonely alley. I had a loan in front of him. I was going to give him an office. I was touching Kirshu pants from above. I had also seen a lot of super movies. I said, "No one was down. And it was bad, so I just licked his head, then he saw that someone was coming. He and I ended our fight. He left with one dog. I became friends with his friend, but his friend is you. Those lines were not like that, it was not hot, but my heart was still with him until one day his friend told me that Ali owed a debt and asked me for help. Can you help me? I went to the city by taxi. Later, I found out that the alley we were in. The single house invited me. I went with a little value and a little fear. He was pressing my chest with his hand. He took my hand. He was playing with my shorts. He was taking off my pants and shorts. I did the same thing until it almost reached the bottom of my throat. My throat was large and my mouth was wide. I would say it was Valentine's night, I was short, and when it opened, Kirshu put me in it, I was in pain at first, but then he was fine. In the middle of it, my mother was calling and we were getting nervous. This is my first story.
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Date: February 14, 2020
