I do not have an eloquent pen. I apologize for all your sexy videos. I am busy doing military service.
I was and my place of work in Urmia was over and I was returning to the barracks. Usually my sexy travel by night bus
I was going to sleep on the way and the first morning
Time to get to the barracks. We had just passed through Qazvin when I pulled my orkut on my scarf and leaned on the back of a chair.
I gave it to her, and as usual, my hands were under the pillow
I was hooking my hands on both sides of the nipple on the back of the chair and I fell asleep. My eyes were just warming when
I felt Cous hit something soft on my hand
I held my back with my hand holding the handle behind my chair I do not know why I felt especially rubbed his hand on the sex hand of the story to make sure
I found the tip of my thumb rubbed on the back of Iran's sex
I did not take his hand away, I caressed it with my fingers behind his hand, do not touch his hand again, and instead put his other hand, what a small and soft hand he had on my hand. To see who's side, I got up under the pretext of taking something from my Tosak, and I apologized to the man sitting next to me, and I took something from you and looked at the back seat. I saw a girl about 17/16 years old behind me. A 6-year-old child was sitting on a chair next to him. The girl was staring into my eyes and a faint smile was sitting on her lips. I smiled at her without anyone noticing in the darkness of the bus and sat on the cup. The man next to me came to start talking. I saw that if he gave it to me, he would want to eat my head until morning. And I took the glass back. The girl, realizing what I meant, leaned her head on the back of the chair and pulled her chador. And after one or two kisses he took my hand, he put his finger in her mouth and began to suck so nicely that I felt that he was sucking my cock, he was putting his fingers in his mouth and he was sucking my fingers again. I was going crazy, I was cracking, I felt the buttons of my military pants burst, so I pulled my cream out of my pants with my other hand. My God, it was like a stick. He pulled himself aside and pulled himself forward. For a moment, I felt something soft and soft. Yes, he had brought his breasts forward and put them in the palm of my hand. I took off his shirt and he understood what I meant. He opened his buttons and hit his bra. At one point I thought my hand caught fire. I rubbed my nipple with my fingers. I was scared. My mouth was dry. I had four claws. I was clinging to the bus seat. I heard the driver's student say in a Turkish accent Iodine for dinner and prayer. O worm, in this evening the girl pressed my hand backwards. I understood what she meant and I pulled my hand out. I forced my worm out. The name of the side of Maral. I got up and especially waited for them to sit down and choose a place where Maral could be in my direct view. They brought it. I really did not understand what food I ate. I showed him my mobile phone, for example, give me a number. He nodded that he did not have a mobile phone. I got up from the cup and went to the bathroom outside the restaurant. I waited outside the restaurant to see if he was coming out. Less than a minute later, I saw Maral come out of the restaurant. It was dark, I turned around and Maral followed me slowly. As soon as he turned around, I hugged him behind the toilet and stuck him to the wall and put my lips to his lips. This was the most pleasant kiss I have ever received from a girl.
The sky has been sent to you. I do not praise myself, but my back is really speculative. Years have passed since that incident. When I have sex, I go crazy until my water comes to my head. My water spilled a lot between my legs. Maral rubbed my juice with his hand. I took a good lip from his pussy and told him to wait. I will go. When I mentioned, let me follow him. I came out behind the wall of the toilet and when I realized that no one was paying attention, I pointed out that the maral lamb also passed quickly in front of me and went inside the restaurant. When I got on the bus, I saw his father's mother sitting behind me and Maral sitting in their place. He smiled at me and his lips parted. I nodded and sat down. I left to see the driver and fell into a deep sleep. With shocks The driver's student who said that we had arrived at Sarkar Pashoo, I woke up from the cup, when I got up, I first looked behind me and saw that all four seats behind me were empty. I was happy to eat and I thought it was Maraleh, but he never called me and left me only a beautiful memory of that cold autumn night, until the end of the service. I masturbated that night, I don't know, maybe Maral still remembers that strange sexual experience in the corner of his mind. He doesn't even know my name.
