A woman with big hips

Hello dear, I am Reza and I like to write real memories for you. I hate lies. I live in Khuzestan province. Our house is a market. One day I was sitting at home. I was looking at people. I do not know what happened. He does not know and does not know his age, as I was looking at people, I saw a woman in a chador whose big hips were sharply one or two, with a tall height that did not show her belly. It was good to catch my hyena without paying attention to its face first, only the edges of it caught my eye. I saw her. She was about 45 years old and had a simple face without makeup but like white snow.

In short, I approached her and saw that she was telling her husband whether to buy this for Saman or not. I fell in love with his limbs. I went to look for them and found their blood. Her eldest son, Massoud, was a very assertive person, and although he was younger than me in the year, but his older body had gone to his mother, I got statistics from the children in the neighborhood. I took the number of his son that I had caught and gave it to my girlfriend so that she could be friends with him. After seeing Massoud Kirsh's son, he made an account for the angel. I asked my girlfriend to bet that if you want to see me, you should bring me your mom's shirt and corset, oh, I would like to see what shirt her mom wears that can hold these beautiful, white fringes.

In short, Massoud gave his mother's shirt and corset to our girlfriend and she gave it to me. Believe me, I have never seen such a big shirt before, and when my girlfriend asked Massoud for this request, she was very stubborn and she told my girlfriend that it would not hurt you, we will sit together, big two of us! In short, I poured water into his mother's shirt a few times, because Massoud said that Kirsh did not know that Kirsh was sleeping behind him. Oh, his mom's cousin was the size of a plate, then I called the boy's house. Needless to say, Massoud's mother was a clean, simple and good woman. Only her body had lifted my back. Massoud had said with fear, "No, I did not see you," and I called and told his mother, "Let me treat you, or I will tell your husband, 'You gave me a shirt and a corset.' She was scared and hung up, then she called and asked, but to no avail. In short, Massoud and my husband told me to go out and come home. We were supposed to do it now, not to do it.

I went under the pretext of buying milk and selling them. I said, "Mr. Massoud, now that you are here, do not enlarge your cock, and immediately let it stick to the edges of his jelly. I immediately pulled on his pants a little. Because she was a clean woman, I pulled up her pants and rubbed my back, and water came to her immediately. But then I was upset because she was a Hezbollah woman. I did this only because of Massoud's claims and my long hair.