We are concubines

Hello, I want to tell a story and I miss you. My name is Armin. I am now 28 years old. This happened to me in 90. My uncle divorced his first wife a few years ago and he temporarily married a 40-year-old woman. He got sick and I took him to the hospital and told him that he had to have a heart operation. I also called his wife and told her to come to Tehran at 7 o'clock. In short, we went to the hospital, he cried for a while and he begged for Daeim that I want to stay here, and he took the key to Daeim's house. Early on Friday, we had to have surgery. It was night until the end of the hospital time. We will be mine for the rest of our lives, and I would say it with a cute head Don't worry, Yahoo threw himself in my arms and pressed my arms. I caressed and kissed him until he calmed down. The next day we went to Khodaro Hospital. Let me die, you are so tired, let me give you a massage here with laughter, but his tone was very different. I also went there at night and had dinner, and again the same nonsense discussion. He came to you and started in front of the toilet table. I understood that I was dressed, but I did not go. Rubbing her, but she went very slowly. I kissed her and gritted my teeth, I said Shima was naked, Shima was naked, I just found out I don't know why a woman spends money on a concubine, her hair is puffy and her buttocks are round. She came to sleep for 20 minutes. His teeth pulled his hood down like that and he grinned. I used to open my mouth in the corner of his pen, but I do not know if I thought I was not right or if my conscience was not tormented. Shima trembled. He rubbed the baby oil, rubbed it first, then he brought his waist up and calmed it down. It was not too tight, but it was better than the cup.