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Hello, this is the first time. I am writing a story. I am on the south side. Someone came to my sister's court. I did not do it, I had to go after her life. I saw her in the kitchen. I drank a glass of water and came out at once. Davood said, "What did you say? You did not oppose Abjit's marriage. I am my eldest son. I said to myself, 'If you were not with them, I would not mind. I counted your head.' I gave him the pity of this lip that you are not paying much attention to. I repeated it. He threw the straw and said that he was curious. I called him that afternoon and with the excuse that he was smoking again, he started talking. After 2-3 minutes, I said that I liked you, but he stopped. I called him twice. He did not answer. Her husband was out for 20 days, her blood was dry for 5 days, her line was off until her husband left for work. It was 6 in the morning when she called. I went to eat his blood, he had lunch, his uncle said that he had to work somewhere, I had to go, I wore it too, he told me to go, he told me to get out of the yard soon. I took her hand from her, I took her in my arms, I got up, she said that Twain had been menstruating for 2 days, and her husband was crying from her body. When he was naked, he immediately took off his bra. We waited for him. I was walking when he told me to hurry up, it was already cold, it went with a little pressure, I pulled it, oh, I pulled it, I pumped it, what was it? I emptied it too. We had sex with her once in 2 days. Her husband came to her. We were together until recently and we were enjoying each other. Well written