I did it myself

I do not know where to say. We have known each other since the beginning. I would say that if you commented and helped me, I would write again. Our guest was always paying special attention to me, always staring at me and watching me away from his wife's eyes. One day, Zahra Mikham asked me something to say. Oh, it's too late, now I'm going to say it, he said I love it, I'm a child, I did not know where he says I'm loved you as much as Hamid, my little brother Hamid, so our story started He passed away because he knew me as his girlfriend. He attracted me with his love and behavior. It was so good that he got rid of the plaster on the wall of my room by eating alone. I was not jealous of his wife at all because I was a child. One day he told me that I love my wife I have a problem, I want you to go and have sex with me, come and have sex with me for a while, then we will sew a curtain. We had slept together several times before, but the sex was not perfect. Kill me in your room, my father was in Tehran, except for my little brother, who was asleep, and my mother, who trusted her family. No one was home. I brought her to my room. When Saeed hugged me and said, Hamo grabbed my hand and kissed me. I once had lip experience with a boy who was riding a bicycle on the way to school. I answered his lust. I like it, but I'm afraid that it will be upset later. I could not bear it. He spat and put his hand in front of me and started b I was dying because I was in pain. I was dying in pain because my mother was at home. I was burning. I took him out. I saw that he was bleeding there. He was sweating a lot. He hugged me. He cried. She was moaning with her eyes closed until she was satisfied. 14 years have passed since this fuss. I still have sex with her, but today I regret it. Written by Minus