The story I want to tell you is related to 1 year.
Well, I have a cousin who was very close to him. He was 3 years younger than me, but it did not matter to me. My cousin's house was in the basement of my grandmother's house. Kirton had a bad day at school. I got into a fight and was beaten and beaten. I was sad there, we saw no one open the door. I rang the doorbell, I saw Mahsa reap. .
I got married when I said I was home alone. He said yes but now I want to go to school…
I said, "It's just 11 o'clock, let's play for a while." He said, "You're a child, are you not ashamed of this body ???" You are very tasteless. I said, "Come on, it's very good." I realized that she was very hungry! ? I was very upset and said with dumbness that I do not like these jungle games.
I said okay. We went to the basement warehouse because I was sure that no one would come there. I took off my shorts together. It was as if you were connected to a 3-volt power cord. I thought it had grown a lot. I think he had lost 4 cents. He took off his pants and said, "What should we do now?" -20000 He sighed, then I said enough, now I jumped on your T-shirt, put it on his chest and ate it, and I wanted to do it in the corner. Kerry …… soon got dressed and left. I just remembered my hand, I went upstairs from the yard. I went to the kitchen and shook my hand. I saw that my hand was bruised. He came. I went and opened the door and saw Mahsas. I said, "Then why didn't you go to school?" He said, "First, we had an exam today, and secondly, my service was gone." And then I come, but I seemed to be deaf, after the corner was soaked, I took off my back and spat and pumped it fast. !!! I saw that there was no answer, I poured my water in the corner. I came in front of him and saw that he was holding his head down and crying. I was out of breath and I was pressured. I apologized to him and kissed him again. After that, he bit us once and we both laughed.
Then I said it's too late, I have to go. I said goodbye and he went to the bathroom and I went to our house. After that we did not have sex anymore. But I masturbate every night to remember that day. I hope you like the memory of my broken arm. .
