Hello my dear friend, since I am writing this memoir, I just wanted to empty myself and this secret in my heart. A few more times, one of my husband's friends introduced me to a place to work in photography. I accepted that my husband and I went to night I thought it was a good person, I was supposed to go for a while, then Rajab Salaw and talk about these things. This Mr. Saeed was single. Of course, this was my problem. Let me go, but everything did not turn out as well. Saeed, his mischief, started. He was holding my hand. He wanted to say something. His lips were clinging to my ears. Barm kissed my face and ran away from the shop. I wanted to leave, but he did not feel that I had to go. The method was open. He used every opportunity to kiss me or rub himself on me. It is considered a betrayal until once Whenever we had an atelier for the bride and groom, I called my husband and told him I could not come for lunch. He accepted. Saeed left. We had lunch. We went to the atelier. There was no one but me. This was the last day of Saeed's career. It was a very small table, but it had a taste. He used to say that my eyes owe me debt. In short, with every misfortune, we ate our lunch, the bride and groom came, took pictures of us, and left. I was crying, he said he could not stand it anymore, he was just saying Maryam, I cried once, I cried once, I begged, but lust did not leave me, I was lethargic, I was weak, he pulled me out of my body I felt whenHe put his lips on my nipples and started to mick. I had calmed down, but my stomach was still pouring. My kiss was warm on my lips, it made me mentally, he had a medium cock, he gently put his head in front of my kiss, then he looked at me and said, "Excuse me, I will not continue because I only cried because of sex with Saeed. It was my most brutal sex."
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Date: July 18, 2018
