Uncle's wife's going to go

Hello everyone, I have a story that is real. I would like to tell you how many years ago this story took place. I had another uncle. I did not see him. I became suspicious. I quickly went to my grandmother's house and picked up the phone. I changed the ROM. I came to my father's house. The ROM I had changed was broken. He is shooting Uncle Mohammad's wife, who was in prison, when my cousin's daughter was filmed. An evil thought came to me. My cousin, who is a public woman, is called Fatemeh. My grandmother lived there. I went there at night with misery. Their room and I saw Arshia sleeping in Fati with a T-shirt and tight pants, I told her I know the flow, she should give it to me, she did not go under the load, He accepted and I was supposed to go to bed in his room. I called home and told him that I would stay at Jon's mother's house. I slept on the arch and I came to lay it down. You read, maybe you do not believe me, I did not believe, but I said let me do it from the front, he insisted, he accepted, you did not go, I spat with pressure and pressure, you were just suffering, and I became careless, and I took another spit in the corner. Of course, with the help of that Kunshu pill, I swallowed and poured water on it, and by the morning I did it once or twice, he promised toI did not tell anyone, and then how many times did I remember him from prison to the public, but it was interesting to me that no one could give it to him, but he could easily give it to me.