I did not have a key again and no one was home! Eternal story. With the difference that it was raining and the shower was coming. I sat on the steps on the side of the alley and forcibly lit a cigarette. Wet cigarettes in that air tasted great but kept me warm. The mask was stuck to my head and I was wearing my school uniform and robe. I hate this situation. Just when you come out of the bathroom and the wet curtain of the bathroom sticks to the tension! There was no air, no one was on the street. I wanted to cry! The tip of my post was protruding from the cold and burning from the cold. I could not remember everything I instilled in myself until the cold.
- You do not have the key again? (I looked at him carelessly. He was our neighbor's son! We had just become neighbors. I smoked a cigarette in my fist !!!)
laughed
- When do you turn it upside down? I see you every day. Before you go, you smoke in the house !!! I looked at him with a wet face from the rain. Water drips from the tip of my eyelashes. Dry and clean with an umbrella! He was standing and preaching. He said: Excuse me. I wanted to say you got wet enough. You do not want our house to be dry blue! I got up without compliments. I was shaking by the fireplace. The cold was gone in my skin and bones. He said: I will bring you clothes. He brought a T-shirt. It was probably his own. I got up as I shivered. He immediately left the room. Take off your clothes. All of them. Even underwear. All being wet. I sat by the fireplace! My T-shirt was big and big. I gathered my legs under the T-shirt !!! and leaned on the sofa. Little by little, I felt better. He came to the room. He brought me tea and whiskey. You laughed again. - I said maybe you do not like alcohol. But it has a greater effect than tea! I raised the whiskey glass very coldly! An intoxicating heat ran through my veins. I was asleep. He was sitting next to me. I leaned on him. He nodded but then opened his arms. I hugged him. It was very good. He was stroking my head. Oh my God, it was a wonderful feeling. I could hear his heart pounding. Maybe his name made sense. He slowly brought his hand to my feet. I collected myself with pleasure. He touched my hair again. Slowly kissed my head. He was touching my body as well. I fell asleep !!! When I opened my eyes, it was dark everywhere. I nodded. He woke up with a jerk !! Did he fall asleep too? !!!! He laughed. - Was it a good nap, huh? I took his hand and looked at his watch. It was too late. I got up. No matter what. I changed my T-shirt and put on my clothes that were a little too dry again !!! I did not look at him at all to see if he was watching me! Then I said very formally.
- Thank you, I have to reduce your effort
I was finally keyed. Exactly the next day. At noon, I happily threw the key to open the door. I heard you - you have become a key lady, you no longer leave the place of acquaintances. I laughed. - Shall we have lunch together? - Real lunch or Alki? - What does it mean? - That is, if a sandwich; Bread is not cheese or pizza! But if it is rice, yes! - (Laughed) My mother made stew before the lamb. Hyunaki was all cooking two days before his trip! I made the rice myself. Yes, let's eat together. I entered their house happy and smiling and this was the beginning of my friendship with Ramin. Her parents went to the United States to give birth to her sister. They called him every night. We were a little jealous of their family relationships being so close. They go through the work and the final course together. It was a university with my older brother. He knew her perfectly well but never said anything about her. My daily schedule every day after school; Going to their house; Eat lunch with him. Definition of school mischief. Do homework together. I was coming home near night! My family was happy that I was happy. My score was good; The school did not complain about me either. So I was fine. Nobody asked me why this close friend of yours never came to our house. I liked Ramino very much. He was kind. A wonderful friend. The only grief in my life was on Thursdays and Fridays. I have to stay home. And the thought of his parents returning and that the relationship will be limited. It had been two months since our friendship. Wednesday. He told me: You will stay overnight tomorrow. I really enjoyed it. An excuse for family? It was not hard work at all. I have an exam. You have a guest. So I do not come home at night. I was there tomorrow night. I had taken my bloody shirt. I was totally excited. After having lunch and doing my homework and finishing my homework, we sat down to watch nonsense TV shows. I easily placed myself in his arms. ((I still did not remember the taste of sitting in his arms for the first time)) He laughed and said: Who said please? I was a little embarrassed, but I said with a laugh myself !!! He said: Who are you? I looked at him, his eyes were laughing; It shone. I could see several thousand in my own eyes. I was lost in those thousands. He said: What are you staring at? I said to myself. I see something else in your eyes. He hugged me and put his lips on mine. ((If it is heaven, I saw heaven. I wanted to die and that moment would stay forever)) He would touch my back and caress my hair. My hair was down in my face. He pulled Mohammado aside with his hand. Caressed Amu cheek. He kissed my eyes. Amo kissed his forehead. I did not move at all. I just enjoyed it with all my being. You kissed and you kissed with a pause. my lips Neck. و پیشونيمو. I was solved. In existence. My soul was mingling with his soul. I liked it. I loved him. He pressed me firmly to himself. My bones were becoming one with his bones. He put his hand on my foot from under my shirt. He was stroking his foot. He raises his hand. But he did not want to strip me naked. I was enjoying. My being was murmured. Murmur Of Love. He pulled my shirt down from the top and pulled out my chest with a bra. I threw my head down. He raised his head and started kissing my eyes. He kissed the top of my post. Then he took my post from his bra and started kissing. I do not know if my breasts were hotter or kisses. The contact of the lips with my breasts, especially the tips of my nipples, makes my body tremble. Fire like water. Like electricity? I do not know. Maybe ice on hot skin. After the sauna. I twisted myself. From the pleasure of lust and from wanting! He hugged me and pulled my shirt out of my body. I wrapped my legs around his waist. And I lay on my back. He put his hand around my waist and pulled me up and kissed again and kissed and kissed again! Slow movement of my hand on the dark behind me. I contracted my legs. I pulled my body together. More fun than playing love with love ??? I took off his T-shirt and put my head on his men's breasts. He got up himself and took off his pants. He hugged me again. I sat in his arms and wrapped my legs around his waist again.
He had done the right thing. I felt his shorts being torn. At the same time, I was laughing. I put my hand in his shirt. Kirsh hot straight thick well-cut. The veins were prominent and the head was wet and probably bloody and red. I rubbed my hand gently and looked at Ramin. His eyes were closed. He enjoys but he is embarrassed. He opened the corner of his eye and saw that I was looking. He laughed in embarrassment and dragged me to the sofa and rubbed himself. He rubs himself with his shorts. I wanted to have full sex with her. Memorable. I took Kirshu out of his shorts. And I took off my shorts. I rubbed it myself. I opened my legs. I gently and happily rubbed my feet on the hot and wet milk. And he was touching the darkness behind me. Maybe he wanted to sigh. Oh, he was biting his lips. Why are you ashamed of me? Is it embarrassing to love? It was completely ready. I knew he would be satisfied soon. I did not want to be satisfied like that. We should have been satisfied with each other at all. together. So I took Kirshu in your hand. And I tried to sit down. This is always a painful situation for me. But there was no problem. Pain and pleasure were mixed. Nature composition. They must be together. until the. It was not complete yet. I pushed myself more. I kept my arm. I did not want to scream. Helm gave back! I opened my eyes. Maybe shocked and maybe scared. It was a bad shock. At the same time, I was really pressured and hurt by this move. I looked at him. One slept soundly in my ear. !!! I jumped back. I arranged my bra. I took off my shorts and then my shirt immediately. Maybe all this did not take a second. He said: Why did not you tell me? I said: Chio? He said: Dirt, I loved you, this is the answer of my love for you. This is the answer to a pure love. Sludge? I even talked about you with my family. I wanted you. With all my being. I did not know what he was talking about. He shouted: you did not say you were a scoundrel, you did not say you were a jerk. You did not say I was not a girl, I did not answer. I got up. I slowly put on my clothes. Cloak. I took off my mask and threw them out of their blood. Saddam did not. I stopped to change my mind. the watch 11 it was night. I was so nervous that I was not even afraid. I could not go home either. Corner in Amun's house. The one who was facing the dead end and I was guessing or hoping that no one would get out of it, I crouched down and stood up. I had to concentrate so that if the guest came out of the door, I would stand in another corner. Deling Deling's voice came from inside the house. It seemed to come from afar. Having a party. My heartbroken party? I crouched in the corner. I was gathered. An hour passed. I looked at my watch for half a second to half a second. All ۵The other hour is left, then the air turns clear. Scavengers: When do the squatters sweep the streets? I was talking to myself. If I had not left Ramin Cigaro for one reason. Oh, oh, I longed !!! The weight of the shadow above my head. Although Toshb is not a shadow !!! It made me choke. He said: I am Baba. I was following you. Come on, go home in the morning! I said you do not have to feel sorry for me. My hand pulled hard and he said: Shut up. I say come on until I hit you again in the flesh. Come on, get lost, I'll tell you. I did not resist. I was afraid of his tone. It had changed a lot. From earth to sky. I sat on the sofa in the same clothes. I hugged my backpack. I put my head on my backpack. Remembering how excited I was for that day and night brings out the make-up. And maybe my heart burns more. He tried to keep Aromo cool. And speak politely. But his voice trembled from the same control. - Why didn't you tell me? I did not have the patience to play with words. I said: You did not ask. - How many people did you sleep with? - I do not remember the number. He became silent. - You played badly with me. With my soul, with my feelings, with my love. I did not answer, I did not even look at me. He said: Talk to you. Why? I loved you. What did I do wrong to you? I's my whole being. Again, I did not answer. He shouted, "I'm not with you." Are you dumb? I said: I can not wait to answer you. I have no answer to give you. What do you want from me now? I can go to sleep. I'm tired. Had surrendered. - Go to sleep in my bed. I said no! This sofa is good. He said: This is my place !!! I can not sleep. I want to watch a movie. I do not want to see your face either. I went to his room and covered myself with a hood on the bed without pulling on the sheets. I hugged my backpack.
I woke up early in the morning from the heat of his body. He was sleeping next to me. I opened my eyes. He hugged me. He said in my ear: Your heart wanted sex, huh! Let me show you, I'm back. His voice was unusual. I looked at him. He was drunk. You lit matches and caught fire. Blood bowl eyes. Slowly ((of course I tried)) I said to him: Ramin Jan! Sleep now. I'm dreaming now. Okay, sex for another time. Saddam was shaking. He pulled me towards him. He hugged me from behind. He unbuttoned his robe. Mughnah Amo. He played with my hair. He was talking in my ear. His voice was scary. I did not resist at all. He pressed my post firmly. I said: Ramin slowly. It hurts. He said in my ear: Hmm. It must be delicious. Going back, he blushed and started biting my chest. I said: Ramin? He hugged me. Said the idiot. I am drunk. You can not lie drunk, he said I loved you. Unfortunately, I still love you. Didn't you want sex? I am no less than the others you slept with. Let me show you a correct account. Do not forget those you have for life. I said Ramin Jan. stop. sleep. It is not good now, we will talk later. He said no! He hugged me. He started kissing. The smell of my breath made me sick. I pulled myself back. Why do not you love me. I said. This is not a question, it's not good now, darling. He said: Shut up. I'm not your darling. I said ok you are not. Am I all that you think? Is it good? Am I going home now? He said: No, no, you will not. I said okay. He hugged me. Gendah I love. And he started crying. I took his head in my arms. I caressed her. Drunk crying! It was like children. I kissed his head. Said my dear. Believe it or not. I had the best moments of my life with you. My heart burned a lot. I said involuntarily: Forgive me Ramin. excuse me. Yes, maybe I should have told you. Maybe I should not have loved you. Good. excuse me. He raised his head. His mood had changed. He hugged me. - honey. What happened to you? I laughed. - Nothing! I raised my head. I dared myself. I kissed his wet eyes. He said: You are too small for this! Very much. His eyes became rainy again. Then he collected himself. He was drunk. He took my head in his arms. He said: You forgive me. I overdid it. Very different from the rest. Paused. He spoke. The rest of him was dying. I said: Look. I can not tell you about the past. I can not. I mean, I ask God, but. It can not be said and. He did not let me continue. He put his lips on mine. Kiss me I drowned myself in his kisses. He took off his shirt. I was embarrassed to look at him. I raised my head. - my little one. Watch! Until then, I had stopped my tears. I did not want to break. Tears were coming. He kissed my eyes. Do not cry well. I said I will not cry. Said I know. laughed He put his head in my chest and started kissing. He said, "Look, I bruised you." اخی. I kiss her now. I laughed too. I was aroused by his kisses, I did not know whether I should have sex with him now or not! It was a strange state. He kissed my belly and my throat tightened. I put my hand behind his back. He got up and took off his blouse. He took my head in his arms. And I kissed her body. I could clearly hear his rapid heartbeat. He lifted me up. My face sank again. Then he took off my pants. My own pants. But as soon as he took off his pants, he immediately hugged me. I felt ashamed! It was hot. Body. It was getting hotter. His breathing was getting faster and faster and I was breathing slower and slower. He rubbed himself against me. Then he hugged me. I was in his arms. He did nothing. I was in his arms. this. And how great it was. He said: I can not hold myself. I bent down. I took off his shirt. I took Kirshu in my hand. He said: No! I did not answer. He did not resist. I put it in my mouth. Something I always hate. But I loved it. I was sure. Enjoys. I wanted to have fun. I put it in my mouth. At first he was embarrassed. He did nothing. I turned in my mouth. I looked at him. He looked at me. My head pushed forward. It was very big. You went down my throat. I coughed. Pull out. - You were annoyed, I laughed: No! He hugged me. Put on my feet. Gently rub. I was enjoying. I exist with little by little. He said: Do you not feel pain? Shall I do you? I did not want to talk. Saddam did. my little one. honey. I nodded. - R u sure. I nodded. Rome bent down. First he tried to touch you without help. But he was leaving. It hurt. I took Kirshu by the hand and put him in the hole. He took my hand himself. Pushed you. It hurt. Maybe because I was not wet. Maybe because I was excited. Maybe because he was embarrassed and maybe because I was not sure I was doing the right thing and maybe a thousand more. He was pushing slowly and it was worse. My head hurt a lot. I squeezed my eyes. She was panting. - Tangi! Still tight. For a moment he seemed to have seen my face. - Good condition. I said slowly yes. Part of my pain! Kiss the face. - my sweetheart. am I pretty. And moves slowly. He pulled my legs up. My legs were stretched. My muscles ached. Nodded. Akhm got up. Tirsîd. I said, "Look, please." hurry up. He said: If you are not well, I will kill you. I said: Oh no! And started. I did not want to stop! I grabbed his back. He said loudly. I got a firm bed. Rome bent down. I bit his shoulder involuntarily. Said the kitten. You took my father. His voice was sharp. I knew he was being satisfied. He said: Are you satisfied? I said: Oh Ramin. ramen I was screaming. - honey. am I pretty. say. I wanted to say I love him. I wanted to say but I did not say. I pulled myself up firmly. It was sudden. His hand dropped. Rome fell firmly.
The house I went to was all asleep. From that day on, there was no news about Ramin. My pride did not allow me to call him. So I did not take. I thought everything was normal. I thought he went to the other side. I will forget soon. Apparently I had forgotten. It was just as if a big vacuum had been created in my heart. And finally. We were at the beginning of the exam session. The moderator was over my head and Rahela was trying to cheat in any way she could! like always. I cheated but his stress killed me. I was getting hot. Blood was pouring on my head and this time. I was suffocating. I could not breathe. I was dying. An obvious case. You are alive but you are not alive. You see two of you. You feel out of breath and you have to help her out. At first I tried not to be afraid. But later. Not. This is how he feels. The brain is emptying. The thing I remember is that everyone was running. Bring me oxygen. I hate oxygen, it smells like death. Later, Rahela said: At first, she thought I was playing a movie so that she could cheat. Of course, he also used an account. The Tehran emergency department came and calmed me down and took me to the hospital. I was glad I was dying. Feeling numb. The whole body relaxes. The brain goes into ecstasy. Rahela cleverly emptied the contents of my bag. I was lying on the dirty sheets of the hospital. The peace of death. But I wanted to stay there forever. Pleasant soothing mode. Our moderator was getting upset little by little. He had called a thousand places. the watch ۶ It was afternoon. I cared as much as I should. That is, no one was found. Nazemmon, who had left the house of the poor poor man. He nodded. People do not say why their daughter did not come home! Oh, what a model this is. They call themselves Bashur, they are better than us. I was laughing. I did not open my eyes at all. I wanted to touch his tone, the same lovely song that beats in my brain !!!!!!! the watch ۸ My father's head was not in a hurry. A son of Jon, maybe a resident? He said to my father: Your daughter is very upset! My father said: Let's talk outside! My father shouted. - You chick tell me what my daughter is? This sensitivity! It is not clear from which village you got your degree? Are you nervous about that? Well, the revolution happened, you learned a word of nerves. Unless my daughter gets a normal girl !!!! I was falling apart again. Again. I grabbed my rosin. Nazimmon was scared. My father came to you scared. He hugged me. - Honey, do not be afraid of me here. I do not know how many years he did not go to my father. Maybe several thousand years. His body was warm. Hot. Maybe if he showed me once that it was important to me that time. Maybe more that I did not see. I wanted to die in my arms. But I did not die. As always, the next decisions were made without question. My father recognized that the high school environment was bothering me, and he had just come to the conclusion that why did my brother insist on changing schools at all? Because it was the end of the year, it had to be a soft school! And give it a try! Academic problems were also solved XNUMX% better with private tutors. Just stay me alone! That was solved with the arrival of Peri Khanum in my life. Parichehr Khanum (who called Rahela Hayounaki Ms. Karichehr)XNUMX Year. Obese with drooping breasts. There was a flowery tent in the house that smelled of despair. Her gray hair was woven from under her scarf. My tent was usually around my waist. I could not believe that there were still people like this other than movies. Like Ms. Kokab, I tell the story of Ms. Kokab. Who made buttermilk and eggs for his uninvited guests. Early in the existence of the fairy lady was a nuisance. I woke up in the morning praying over my head! He really wanted to guide me to the right path !!! Under the pillow. I was praying. Worst of all, I smoked miserably. Rahela, who was bleeding. We locked the door. He hated Raheleh, but he could not satisfy the family and take care of himself !!! Finally I got tired once again. I sat very cold and smoked. What a greedy person. He said for the ugly girl !!! Impersonal. It's a sin. And then the threat that I call Mr. Doctor (my father). I laughed and said: I also say that you make our blood magical and pray below. From then on, Jesus became his religion and Moses his religion. It's nothing to do with each other. I had nothing to do with it. I was so tired reading the book. Everyday and everyday life. Inexhaustibility. Another cigarette; Alcohol and even thinking about the past; Contentless words and girls. No, neither of them cured the pain. - good news ; good news!!! My little brother flew into my room with a card. - Hey, eating rice. - Since when has guesting and free eating in our house been new and debatable news? With his artificial singing, little by little, I realized that he must have a plan. I said involuntarily: No! He said: I have not said anything yet. I said: Why don't your wives have time to accompany you? Ashamed. My little beer is sick !!! He hugged me. He lost himself. How long have you not been with us? Kalmo kissed. - Now we are not as handsome as some !!! ((Some people knew who he was)) But now come and get married with two Sibyls. Kelly laughed. I laughed. Oh, neither of them will have a mustache until I remember it !!! How much money do you smoke for your poor dad? پاشدم. I was going to the bathroom !!! My heart was shaking uncontrollably. My legs are shaking. I said: Well, Dad, don't cry! میام. Who is the wedding now? - do not you know. همسين. Khan's classmate. I gave you a card. After spinning the broth poems of the card. I could not believe it. His name was Ramin. It must be another family. It was not Ramin's family. My body got hot. I was dry. My brother was curious. I was looking for an excuse. I also did not want to doubt. I started to make fun of the poets with a trembling voice. The words of the card under the magnifying glass became convex and concave tears. I finally opened it. I went under the shower. The salty tears became the sweetness of Tehran's water. The heat burns my face. And the fact that I had to go to a wedding was burning in my heart. This ridiculous poem by Saadi was repeated in my head without stopping. O slow caravan, my caravan is dying. The heart I had with me goes with my heart. By the end of that week, I was looking for a thousand excuses for a soft wedding. But it got worse every time. The more I pretended to be sick, the more I needed a guest. Because it was good for my mood. My older brother said: Now we can not take this wandering soul with us? The little one laughed: he sees four handsome boys and his soul falls on Josh. I was not feeling well at all. I was scared. I'm upset at the wedding. I was scared. Understand that I am weak. Understand I love you. How can I look at the bride. God forbid it is ugly. God bless you. Be one of them. Oh, my heart is cooling. My dress was simple (I tore it to pieces the next day and it went to the bucket) but my icy makeup was frozen on my face. As always, we were late and fortunately I was able to get to the bottom of the hall. And fortunately, my brother was not allowed to greet the bride and groom. The bride and groom are dancing. Laughter Crowds. The naughty voice of the children and the nonsensical voice of the singer remain to me like the boring soundtrack of a sad movie. For me, everyone is silent and the bride and groom are moving. The congregation was fading and the bride bold. Ramin is more colorful. I did not know whether he was happy or not! I did not know if I would like to be sad or happy !!! Maybe if my task was clear to me, many things would be solved. My older brother disappeared after seeing a beautiful girl. Little brother is also eating and joking. I wanted to tell him to shut up !!! I wanted to enter a dark room and complain to myself. Maybe not! Let me be my God. And I will cry forever and he would comfort me. The bride and groom were moving among the guests, the voice of my miserable heart was getting louder and louder. My heart was pounding out of my mouth. Ramin's mother passed us. My brother said hello. Ramin's mother greeted me when she saw me. I greeted the oppressed. I did not hear the answer. Maybe it was the sound of my heart coming from my head? It was what it should not have been. The bride and groom are with us. Ramin answered my greeting. His wife He took my hand kindly and gently. No tears should not be expressed. Beautiful bride? Please! If you are a lover, you should be happy. I am strong. I always was. Now more. I smiled. Stupid. Childish. Clown mask. It was finally a smile. Ramin who did not hit me. I should have been happy for Ramin that his wife is a kind lady. Well I could not be happier. You mean, like, saltines and their ilk, eh? You mean, like, saltines and their ilk, eh? You mean, like, jealous? I took the key under the pretext. I wanted to cry in the car. Ramin's mother was in the yard. He was walking nervously. He came forward to see me. The elbow tightened. Pressed firmly. I was in pain. He said: You ruined his life. Now you want to ruin her wedding. As if the flow was useless, I said honestly: Believe me, I did not want to come, but. He did not let me speak. He said: I am going home now. I'm wearing a blanket. Baba Ramin will send you. I gave him the car switch. Please, my brother. I lost the key. I was upset that night. It was all the fault of the smell of the perfume mixed at the wedding. I did not want to leave the house anymore.
I wanted to come to terms with myself. The destiny of everyone is the same. Girls, you are the master of justifying everything !!! Usually, they are to blame, even if they pretend not to read it on themselves !!! I was also to blame for my own story. Maybe it wouldn't be like this if I called him later. Maybe if I could explain. Maybe if I resisted. Maybe and maybe and maybe the number of them was increasing every day. Until the bell rang in our blood. It was Ramin shortly after the wedding. دقیقش XNUMX Day and. The lady was busy praying for hours, minutes, seconds and seconds. I opened the reaper carelessly and badly. It was Ramin. My legs were shaking with excitement. I was sick. But I have to be resilient. It was as if he had never been a neighbor to me !!! I officially greeted him like a stranger and said that I was alone and asked his wife how he was. He said very seriously: it has nothing to do with you, how are you !!!! He almost pushed me without compliments and came home. He hugged me and started crying !!! I cried because I cried. Did I cry for myself? I shed tears alone. Is this love? If this is God, I do not want to be in love. If this is not the case, God forbid. God. You're driving me away from you. God, what did I ask of you but a hug? God. I was hot, I had a fever. Our tears were mixed. Our faces are burning. It softened our hearts. We shed tears without any explanation. Why was she crying? The one who had not lost. Had earned. I was getting wet. It was melting. Maybe we would break up together and then we would become one. The pain was not lust. The pain was stupid. The pain of love that they talk about so much? The pain of loneliness. Habit? He said: Why did you play with me? Why did you mourn Amu's wedding? I was about to forget. I wanted to forget. You did not want me, so why. Why the fuck why ?? You hit me right when I wanted to get up again. Instead of defending myself, I started begging. - رامينم. honey. Tears are not good. I was wrong. I did not do this to God in particular. God, it was a coincidence. You saw that I went in the middle of it. ramen Enough with God. - You took everything from me. روممو. My heart. Zindگيمو. Wedding. - Enough, Ramin. Lady, look at your love, pour your love at her feet. That's your life. He was taking a nap. I snoozed to each other. She was shedding tears. I was shedding tears. His wet face was drowning in kisses. I was in his arms carelessly. I kissed his wet eyes too. To the same God who was in love with me. They dragged me in the frame and stuck to the wall. Oh, I pulled. He kissed me so fast and hurriedly. It was not clear that he was kissing my eyes; Face; دهنمو; My nose !!! I was sobbing and that's God's God. - I missed you girl. Didn't you say Ramino is dying? And I was just sobbing. I put my head on his shoulder. He was caressing me. - honey. love you. It had calmed down. All the energy was taken. The same conditions after the disease. He hugged me. I took the sofa. I closed my eyes. The moments must have been mine. Once upon a time. I erased the image of the fairy lady from my brain. Go to hell !!! Her warm kisses shook my neck. He was getting greedy little by little. And I was calming down. Forget yourself. He took off his shirt. I felt the caress of the angels' wings. I was naked. What does nudity mean? The lover of his soul is naked. Naked feeling. You kiss and smell my whole being. He took off my shirt and hugged me. From all two bodies. I shivered. I moaned. moan of lust Pleasure. Love. ناله; Is moaning. He rubs himself. He took off his pants in the same condition. You rub yourself more and more. I was shaking and arched. How many times were these scenes repeated in your sleep? I woke up several times with tears of reality. How many times I had shed tears on this silent wish. I screamed in silence. Had you. He nods slowly. He would move me up and down and move me. He was holding my waist and moving it up and down. Love and lust swing played. It was in me. You are the most private part of the whole. He lifted my waist. It moved slowly and evenly again. I paired my legs. He lifted my legs and threw them around his waist. I paired my legs again. My head was back. My mouth was dry and half open. My lips were shaking and my body was shaking. I wanted to keep those moments that I had longed to go through many times. Excitement runs through me. The sighs and groans grew louder and louder. Until he reached the throne. We were satisfied. I opened my eyes. I saw Ms. Peri, who had the tip of her foot, was returning to the room she came from !!! What had we done ??? So what about her lady? Kind face and warm hands. His beautiful smiling face. Is there anything worse than this image to harass? I pulled myself up to get under it.- Ramin Wow !!! What did we do ??? Lady. ramen He said: He knows! Everyone knows what. I could not stand it. I told him. He told me to come forward. He said: If you still love me, let 's go and get a divorce. Then I came… They hit me on the head with a hammer. How selfish I am and how tall her soul is. Dirt on my head. That is the name of a Roman woman !!! I said what does it mean? She said: It means she understood my present and day I said: Ramin. shame on you. stand up. Go. The eyes of a lover. He said: I love you girl. Love is here for me. I said calmly and with a smile: I am a fool, the bride of a thousand people. Did you think I would stay with you? You know that and I knocked under the laughter of someone sleeping soundly in my ear. Blood came out of the corner of my lip. I laughed. - You thought. I love you. Enough stupid !!! He put on his clothes quietly and left. Without a word.
