Hello friends, I want to tell you the first memory of my sex. I am Hassan, 19 years old. I am from my first story. Please forgive me a lot. I love you. And who can not say his name, we have not been close once in these 9 months, because when he was his first boyfriend, I was afraid to stay until one day he was in our neighborhood with the martyrs. He comes to work and almost once every two weeks. That night, his mother and sister had gone. One night, when I saw the martyrs, I called. I saw that their blood was rusty. I knew that this situation would not happen again. I quickly made the discussion emotional so that I could satisfy him. Let me come. Sex gives a lot of bags. Let's go. I went to see their blood. They wore a tent.The situation at the beginning of your tent did not change in the first place, when I went and took it out, I saw a cute body with a nice body, it was really creamy. I was caressing her breasts, and I was sticking my back to her. Jeff, his white, hard and cute breasts hit me until I touched his hand. I told him I should eat him, but he did not stop me. I said, "Okay, then I took off my pants for a while." I saw your pantsHe accepted. Then, when I took off his pants, he did not let me touch him. When I said, "I want to go back, I want to sleep." I took him out and put him in the corner. When I saw him, he started crying. Then I said, "Jon, don't cry." He said, "Then don't." How much water came from me, but he gave me a lot of bags. This was the first time. He was very shy with shyness.
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Date: September 23, 2018
