Memoirs of Mistress Mitra

It was about XNUMX o'clock in the morning. Ali said goodbye and went to the company. I ate breakfast and washed the dishes. It was about ten and a half. The doorbell rang. Now he went and said, "Oh, what a chance I said, there is no problem. I saw that he thought we left our student. I locked him in a bloody room and put the key in him. I told him," How is my slave? " I said I said money, yes, my lord, from your bag, XNUMX tomans, I paid XNUMX tomans for travel. You do not know how much fun it is when a boy licks the soles of your feet so that you do not experience it. You do not understand. I put my foot back in his mouth. I put my hand in her hair and stuck her face and told Kasem about her shirt The puppy was licking the shirt from the shirt. The dog was licking his shirt. My face was wet at that moment. And he claims to eat gosette, he begs me to cut it and slap him, who said that my master can say something. I knelt down, he should have retaliated in the corner, he should not have checked it, he should have satisfied it, because it was his duty, he should have gotten wet from being bothered. And I closed myself and fell asleep in prostration and lowered my back. I applied a normal butt with a red hole to the hole and with a special skill And he went to the corner and then he went halfway, begging that it hurts to bring Master Mitra to him. He screamed and I went wild. I was speeding him up and pumping him. I put the sole of my foot on his head and pushed him back and forth. I did it quickly for about XNUMX minutes until I got tired. Kiss and get lost. He kissed my feet and got dressed. He went out of the house in a state where he could not see his feet. I took XNUMX tomans and called my sister Mahsa. I wrote to my sister-in-law with them