Clearly growing. It was the summer of XNUMX. Our car was at the foot of the sexy movie Scobod. A middle-aged girl at the check
He gave me a ticket. He glanced in and got on. We set off. What a horrible night. Solitude. XNUMX We did not travel more. I gave the passenger a sexy reception. I went to Siavasho Poly
I sat down. As usual, my phone has Bluetooth turned on
I did. I chose a photo and searched Connie. Only XNUMX device (Sarah) was written in art. I liked her taste. I documented the photo, took it, a few more photos, again
Took. How many times did you send Sarabood? I took it. He said no, they are all old.
This is how the relationship began. Sarastan, a psychology student in Tehran, Gorgani, was XNUMX years old and my age now. She was a good and simple girl. She was alone that night. I sat in front of her underwater.
Then my dad would wake up and sit behind the roll. It's time
He passed and we were getting closer to Sarab. Because I was taller and bigger than him, my age difference was not visible. I was XNUMX, four-shouldered, with sharp blue eyes.
Was friendly. Ziba has already opened her door to her student house, Iran Sex
It was. I went to him many times. I was even well acquainted with Maryam and her house. As time passed, our relationship deepened. On one of these days, when I was returning to Gorgan, my ear rang. Sarah. Sarachi? Sarah Sarah. Cyrus Maryam, Maryam had an accident. I was shocked. I did not know what to say. I tried to calm her down. I tried to comfort her. She was not calm. I thought seeing Maryam might make her calmer. Shall we go to see Maryam? She stared at me with black and penetrating eyes. Thank you dear. We went to the hospital. Well, it was not very good. A motorbike had hit her and her head had hit the corner of the table. Sara was looking at Maryam through the glass. We were returning to Sarah. I got my father's number. Hello Dad, okay? Sorry, but today I can not get to the service. My friend had an accident! Hello, which one of your friends? How are you? I told Sarah I was going to take a shower. I went and took a shower in hot water. I dried myself and wrapped a towel around myself. I was playing with her long hair. I kissed her on the cheek. I kissed her, she kissed me. She kissed me again and she answered the kiss from Sarah. The speed of our kissing increased. Little by little, our lips became ill. She was wearing green phosphores. I was distracted. I reached his chest with his thumbs up. There was no protest. Our clothes were still tangled. I pulled thousands of kisses on her legs. I took off her pants. I went to her top again. I kissed her lips again. I opened her purple bra quickly. I started licking her. I was licking and licking her. Her countless breaths and rapid heartbeat were pleasing to her. Little by little, I came down. It was small. In fairness, God had gathered all the beauties of Sarah. I opened her legs and put my head between her legs. I had not pulled my tongue a few more times to be satisfied. I went and lay down next to her. I hit the sheet next to her and kissed her lips. I was combing their hair. I let her enjoy this situation for a while. Finally, I said, "My Sarai?" I asked stupidly! Sarah, open ?! Unconsciously, Olemeh !!! You. After a few minutes, I started pumping. At the same time, I was rubbing Sarah. The minutes were spent with pleasure. The menu was full. I felt my juice coming. I yelled at Sarah and emptied my juice in the corner. Sarah Twain was satisfied again. I hugged and kissed her.
