Hi guys, my name is Maryam, 17 years old. The story started when I was 3 high school. One day, one of our street soldiers, who was a soldier, called me. Out of course, it goes without saying that I was leaving the room window, I was not comfortable with him, but from the beginning it was clear that I was very lustfully afraid of him, I did not even kiss him, this phone goes on. He had a bank and I went and we talked for more than a while, then he asked for a kiss, which I did not refuse because I was used to it and I loved him. I had beautiful lips. I was drunk. I did not hate him. شد ک He only wore it from his shirt that night until 1 days later, it was the same bowl, but this time I gave it a paw. I had a good feeling. I was very curious. Kirshu put the layer on my legs, rubbed it on my pussy. I came and he poured the water, I was scared, my chest promised to be on the roof, and in short, we got married 3 years later, and now we are happy for 4 years, my good friend, ashamed if my story was not too sexy, written
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Date: July 31, 2018
