I did not think so, but it happened

Hello, my first story, if I had a misspelling, give me the right to go to the main story. My name is Reza, twenty-seven years old. I am 178, not too fat, not too thin. I'm falling. It 's good. My story and Mahsa' s story. For 165 years ago, I had a shop on a street in Tehran. Our shop next door also had a female secretary named Roya. I used to say that one day he came and said I want to operate on my nose because of you. I will not come for another week. I was also happy. Once he stood next to our shop, there was a sweep until the owner of the shop came to the side. Yes, she was the same Mahsa Khanum who was supposed to come to Roya instead of Roya for a week. You bought a gift for your girlfriend. I'm happy. Mahsa's body came and said goodbye and left. It didn't take a few minutes for the SMS to arrive. What was going on? She went to come to our house. Let me tell you that Mahsa was a widow and she was 75 years old at that time. The dust on her husband's head really finally came after two months. She came home on Eid day. And I started to lip-smack. He was very skilled. I also took a hand around his neck and chest, rubbed him. My eyes fell on the couscous, my heart went watery, the layered line of the couscous water had come out, I also hated the lousy cousin, I put it on, I pumped it for four minutes, okay, it was okay, it was cousin, I came, I pulled it out, I poured it out At that moment, I got up twice. I thought of doing it again when the car alarm sounded My father, who was locking the door, came to see how quickly we got dressed, but when we left in the car, I was so honest that I went back, I could not do it a second time. I bought Daduli, I betrayed him, Noosh Jan, forgive everyone who does it now, but it took me a long time, but I wanted to say that my heart wants a kiss, my heart wants a kiss, if you find a good kiss, do not let go, be stable