Hello, I am a scientist. The story I want to tell you is about my sex with our son-in-law's sister.
After my sister's engagement, I gradually felt that I was interested in Roya, and Roya felt the same way about me. After a while, we decided to get married. But we faced opposition from our sister and son-in-law. They were able to stay for a hundred years and because they were in a good financial position, they were able to satisfy Roya and her family and get married. I did not have any contact with Roya for ten years. Do not say hello to me.
Let me tell you a little bit about the dream first. Do you not believe that God had summed up the beauty of a well-built body?
A few years later, my son-in-law rented a two-story apartment with my aunt's son and settled there. After a while, my mother told me to get your sister's phone number because she was illiterate. I want to talk to your sister. I said, "Please listen to my sister. Roya said, 'You are not polite, you do not know how to say hello.'
About two weeks later, Roya called and regretted that she had not married me, and said that she was tired of the skeptics of Khalem's son.
Believe me, he was right, I was very shy. When we wanted to say goodbye to each other, Saeed, the son of Khalat, wanted to go to Baku. Can you come to me? I could not believe that he was saying that. About two weeks later, on Friday at seven o'clock in the evening, he called and said, "Your sister is a guest. Come here. I said I will come by nine o'clock." I moved immediately and along the way I was arguing with myself about what to say and what to do, how to offer it to him.
With a half hour delay, I rang the doorbell and said from behind the iPhone, "Come up slowly. Believe me, my heart was not pounding. On the one hand, I was afraid. He had left a soft music by Fereydoun. In short, after a few minutes, I saw him come with a fruitful dish of snacks. He shouted at me. He always asked me about my sister and that he regretted marrying Saeed like a dog. I did not seem to want to have sex with him, I just went to the sidelines. I was told that I could take off my chador. I also welcomed the cream. Wow, when he took off his chador, I thought I was dreaming of a short T-shirt. Oh God, what is this? I wish I could take a picture of you. Who was the last one ..
He came and sat down next to me and rubbed my arm. I also took my hand, what a delicate skin he had around his waist, he said you feel sorry for me, I said a bad loss tonight. I waited a few years for tonight. Little by little, the rum was opening. I put my lips on his lips and put my hand in his shirt. He was breathing hard. I fell on her pussy and started eating. Suddenly she screamed and orgasmed. I also saw that he became lethargic. I ate more of his pussy. After a few minutes, he regained his composure and started stroking my cock. You's my dick too. Of course, it goes without saying that I used to control myself a lot so that I would not be satisfied, because if I was satisfied, it would take me an hour to feel better. I said I'm trying to see how she is. Satisfied again. Believe me, we had sex until four in the morning and we had sex with all the models. After that day, we had sex ten more times. On one side I am happy and on the other side I am sad. If anything happens, I can not see what to do. I like it very much. Thank you.
