Yesterday Today Tomorrow

My phone rang. You didn't tell me why you didn't say you came to Tehran. I didn't want to be informed, but he understood. Always tall, your body was full and white, red lipstick lips that had been thickened by a thick red sexy lipstick, her hair was curled as I liked, a long coat of black boots, for a moment all the memories of our children and our words came before my eyes, how far was not me I should not have loved her. It was quite clear that she was in a hurry and prepared in a hurry. It was a long time ago that we found out in an emotional quarrel. A common family that was always abusive between us, Mrs. S. The family was far away and passed away and we decided not to have a relationship because of family problems. It was very difficult. I was annoyed to go outside, it was colder than the harvestI let her go, she let go of me, the smell of her hair was icy, her face was icy, she put her lips on my lips, I was fighting with myself a lot, I should not love her, I knew this relationship was nothing, she was hit twice, I had an emotional March I can separate my lips, maybe I can go back XNUMX more times, I can not stand in front of him, his fleshy lips are spinning in my mouth and my lips are sucking, I made a decision. The love of hatred, my movements had become wild, it was not my hand, of course, I was always wild, I hugged him, but this time it was different, instead of always sleeping like me, I lick his pink and beautiful face, and he grabbed her by the neck I always eat like that in my mouth so that it becomes numb, but I pushed it on the sofa, opened the collar of her dress, folded it, and looked down. I put it in his mouth and he opened it, but I was pressing hard on the bottom of his throat, he was crying and he was sucking, he slipped a little, I was moving back and forth between his dirty and fast breasts, and I was saying his beautiful breasts, he was eating under my throat, I felt him for a moment. I was pulling my back out of the hole in my back and emptying my whole face, lips, and eyes. He was still crying. I read a poem to his fiancé and realized that I could not forget the stupidest person in my world, and maybe this torment I am suffering is because of his heart, which I broke.