village girl

Hello friends, this story that I am writing to you is real and it happened two years ago. I am married and I did not have these words. I have not had sex with a stranger two or three times since I got married. I called them by an incident that made me do two of them. The first one was a village girl named Faezeh. The first one I called was a little cute to me, but after a few days she started playing SMS. I put up with him and went to the village where his sister's house was. I was sitting in the car. He came forward, looked at me and talked to me on the phone. That day passed. Cosmo, I was talking to him to make him feel better. Once he asked me to take him a super movie, and I took him too. He invited me to go to him on the promised day, and so did I. I knocked and left at noon. The village was deserted. I called him and said, "I came close to my blood." He looked around and said, "Come on." I continued to work in the cupboard, then my back was up, and it was here that I could not do anything anymore. I told her, let's do something for a while. And I told him to suck, he felt bad in his mouth, in short, I lifted him up so that I could not see him. Bend it so that the corner is a little more open, then I rubbed it with the finger of someone and the corner, and I did it in the corner until it opened. He came and I grabbed him tightly and he cried until he went to the corner, he cried a little and said,I calmed him down with my own method and playfulness. The worm opened its place and slowly I started pumping. The pain had subsided and he was enjoying it. He did not talk to me. He was in pain again and he was upset that he did not talk to me for two days, but after he calmed down, he invited me to his grandmother's house in the city a few more times and gave me an account. Let me write the rest of my memoirs. Thank you for accompanying me