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Hello, I am Artan, I am 20 years old, now I am a second-year student. I am writing a story for the first time. If you do not have a friend, do not swear. The dry thing he took from your wife, he would give them a dish. His name was Ali Agha. He was thin and bald. He was talking to him. I went to my room upstairs. I was on my own when I saw that my mother was saying, "Come to Ali Agha. The bag in the kitchen is heavy." The ground was just a shirt and a tension bra, and he was bent over, and Kunshu had turned to Ali Agha. Ali Agha had joined the regiment. He said that your tent had fallen. My mother sighed for a long time. Ali Agha kissed her The mother said, "Finish it soon. Do you doubt that you are not in the tail of your car?" Ali Kirshu took it out. It was not too thick. Mizd then pumped it hard and clung tightly to my mom's mom, she just said softly, "Wow, I'm burnt." Much more than Inas, if you like it, I will write it too. Be happy