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Ever since I can remember, because my father was a government employee, we have always been the sex tenants of the people. Late autumn of 1387

There was a king who the owner of our house asked us to look for a house

Let's be new because they wanted to marry their son Connie and they needed this house. My father is very poor

He had a good job and could not take time off at all at this time of year

Take it and look for the house. My nipple mother, who was a completely unobtrusive woman, was not at all willing to step in to find a home.

Let out. Cousin In short, I had to go home from tomorrow

After a week, it was very tiring, I finally managed to find a place in Tehran Pars. The first floor of an apartment was a sex story owned by her

The house was with us on the second floor, right there, Iran Sex

To reside. When I went to see the house, a woman in her 30s and 32s opened the door. I was looking at this woman more than breaking down the house. Dark green eyes, brown hair and an average height of about 170 had given this woman a special beauty. After about half an hour of visiting the house, we talked about the amount of rent and some other issues related to the house, and we were supposed to sign a contract that afternoon and then move to that house tomorrow. It was not until a few days after we moved to this new house that I realized that Ms. Shakila (the housewife) was severely depressed. Because her husband had gone to Japan for work ten years ago and had never heard of her except for the first three years he had been sending money. Shakila, a poor lady, was left with her 11-year-old son and had left him alive to raise him. Three months passed quickly in this new house and spring came. For the first time after coming to this house, we went to Ms. Shakila's house to congratulate them until the New Year and invite her to our house for the night so that she would not be alone. He reluctantly accepted. At night, when the doorbell rang and I opened the door, it was dry for a few moments. Ms. Shakila, although she had done very little makeup, was so beautiful that for a moment I wanted to hug her there. That green taste and brown hair with those prominent and wavy lips had fascinated me. I invited her to come and I took her son (little Saman) by the hand and took her to my room to play with my computer, I knew the only way to reach this beautiful lady was through little Saman and there was no other way. That night, all I could think about was to attract little Saman to me, and I succeeded, so that at the end of the night, when they were leaving, little Saman was stubborn that the computer wanted me, and Ms. Shakila asked me to leave my computer just for that night. To lend to Saman, I accepted. It was about 12 o'clock that night when Ms. Shakila called and said with embarrassment, "Kaveh Joon, can you come upstairs for a moment? The computer has broken down and I do not know what to do." I went to their house and Shakila, the poor lady, opened the door with embarrassment and complimented me to go inside. I took out a CD made by the computer and put a good game for Saman to play, and then I left his room. I wanted to go out when I saw poor Shakila trying to take the washing machine that had been repaired to the kitchen. With a cough, I realized that I was there and that I could help him. When he said, "Excuse me, Kaveh Khan, can you help me with this washing machine?" He was calling me. Sometimes he even asked me to go shopping with him, but he tried not to understand my mom and dad. One day he asked me to go with him to the nearby Friday market, it was 4 pm and the Friday market was quite crowded. We were walking in the bazaar for ten minutes on Fridays when I noticed that Ms. Shakila was trying to be in front of me, and that was how I kept calling her. Kirman was very upset, and although I was embarrassed, I clung to him under various pretexts. When I saw Ms. Shakila saying nothing, I became an insect and I was almost hugging her in the crowded Friday market and putting my back to her. Wow, he was so soft. When we returned to the house, Ms. Shakila told me, "Kaveh Joon, can you come up tomorrow to help me with some work?" When I saw it, I could not believe it at all. She was wearing tight leggings with a top that highlighted all the beauties of her body. I was so confused that a well-cut ass, medium breasts and tight skin that was too white reminded me for a moment of snow white. I had never seen Ms. Shakila without a chador before, and when I saw this scene, I was very upset, and I, who was wearing sports pants, could not stand it. Ms. Shakila complimented me on going inside and I went inside. I asked where Saman was and he said that since I was working today, I sent him to his grandmother's house! Well, Ms. Shakila, where should we start? First Kaveh Joon, I want to move this dresser. And we went to the bedroom to move the closet from there, but it was damn heavy. That's why we both had to push it together. While we were pushing Yahoo, my eyes fell on Ms. Shakila's ass, which had been taken into account… .. Wow, what was this woman …… Seeing this scene, the worm opened like the head of a cobra that was looking for prey. Slowly I pulled myself closer to the back of it and showed as if I was pushing the cupboard. I rubbed his armpit on his forehead, but he did not say anything and just let go of Yahoo's left hand, which came straight and ate my cream. Now he was pulling himself towards me. Little by little, he was completely in front of me, and instead of helping Kirmo, I was rubbing his buttocks when Yahoo turned around and grabbed Kirmo with his delicate hands.
ارید. Slowly I put my hand on his waist and pulled him forward, then I stuck his lips to mine and ate his lips. It was very delicious. I hugged her as I was holding her lips and took her to bed…. I gently untied her clothes with my teeth and then undressed myself. As big as my body was, I also had a very big cock. The poor woman was shocked to see my worm, and my worm blinked like an equine horse in front of her with one eye. Yahweh Shakila attacked me, I did not know what she wanted to do, she came and took Kirmo by the hand, then in the blink of an eye Shakila's beautiful mouth had lost half of Kirmo and was sucking it all with hunger. A strange warmth filled my whole being. I felt like a strange element had come to life in the worm years later. Without going to sleep, I did something else. I did not know what I was doing, I was nervous and the strange power that was created in my back made me more and more nervous. Ignoring Shakila Kirmo's words, I pushed her to the bottom, and poor Shakila screamed terribly. Yes, I tore it. Blood had flowed from his armpit بودم. I was very scared. I ran to my clothes, put them on and ran away from home کنم I dedicate this story to Sarah S. who wrote the story "The rupture of my virginity and the best sex of my life." This story continues, friends, if this story is to their liking, let me write a comment so that I can continue. …….