The story of my husband's masturbating

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Hello. My name is Niloufreh and I have been married for almost two years. I have a polite and classy husband and I am satisfied with my life and I am generally satisfied with it. Until one early morning when the bell rang at 5:30 and I woke up to go to prepare breakfast, I saw that Ehsan was not Josh. To see the reason for this, I slowly poured out of the cup and left the bedroom, but when I heard the sound of the shower, I realized that I was relieved.

I went and opened the bathroom door slowly and saw that yes, he was in the bathroom when a strange subject caught my eye, so I did not forget to say that Ehsan has a shop selling building sanitary ware such as a dishwasher and a bathroom, and recently, at my insistence, he knew about this bathroom. He had brought a relatively modern glass to the house. Of course, if you have seen this bathroom, you know that the frosted glass and the side in the bathroom can not even see your shadow from a distance of 2 meters, but you can detect the movements of the person in the bathroom. Yahoo's movements in the bathroom seemed strange to me. Well, when I noticed that he was walking around with me, I saw that he was rubbing his hand. Until I made tea, I did not know what the meaning of this work was, Ehsan. I said to myself, let him come out of the bathroom. I asked him what he was doing. Just to claim that I was prying on the other hand He did not do anything bad, I mean, for example, he did not bring a girl home or… I said if I asked him to ask, he might be embarrassed and…

I was thinking that Mr. Mubarak would bring their congratulations out. Hello. He replied, "I looked him in the face. Everything was normal, no fear, no… as if it was his usual job. He was just very well. After eating breakfast, we both agreed to go to work." I was always busy in the office service. I did not understand the meaning of this work, was he bored with me because I was obese at first, but his behavior did not show this. I used to say that he should not have had a relationship with another woman, but since his work with women was very limited, it was not possible for me. So much pack? I did not know what to tell her, I told her reluctantly, "No, Dad," and I thought again. She herself used to say that she was addicted to opium, but many times I had heard her complain about her husband's sexual disobedience. I said to myself, whatever it is, this has happened. First, I have to make sure that this work continues. Second, I do not have to deal with myself. I do not want to cover my head. As a result, I will solve the problem. My roommate Mahnaz asked me, "Niloufar Baba, why are you so busy today?" I did not know what to tell him ?! I said nothing was solved and then I smiled at him and told myself I should not think about it or bother myself until the matter is clarified.

In the afternoon, when I got home quickly to make pasta, I became interested in dinner. I went to take a shower, combed my excess hair, and wore tight clothes until 9 o'clock, and Ehsan appeared. I went to greet him with pleasure - Hello my dear - Hello م I treated him very well, he treated me well, I did not know if this movie was for him or if he really likes me. I specifically hit the spice channel and sat down in the middle of his legs in front of the couch where he was sitting. He put his hand in my hair and started playing. It had not been 10 minutes since watching the movie. Then I got up, took his hand, took him to the bedroom, threw him on the bed, and sat down by myself. I felt surprised and Baba said to me, Master! Where did you just learn these things! I said I knew it myself and I started eating Kirsh. Only after eating 4 or 5 times did I read lust in his eyes. It was exploding. And from behind, he was kicking Kirsh so hard in my body that I was screaming. It was the same calm and polite kindness that he had like these professional movie makers. I had heard that men born in November are stronger than the rest of their sexual senses, but I did not know that much. I was thinking about the same thing when Yehu took out his kirsh and sprayed the juice at a speed of 100. I felt his back warm and after he gave me two or three paper napkins, he lay down next to me and I was very happy that I was able to satisfy him. After we got up and washed ourselves and went, we had tea and…

It was almost 11:30, as usual, I had to get up earlier, I went to bed earlier and he was watching the satellite, I was in bed thinking about what had happened today and he had put me to work. I was thinking that I must have made a mistake, maybe this issue happens to every man or… When I saw the sound of the shower coming, I consoled myself again that he must have taken a shower after taking it, but again that curiosity did not let me sleep. This time I got up more carefully. I opened the bathroom, looked at the glass bath, but fortunately I saw that he was shaking his head. This was the first time I was happy that I had made a mistake! I was knocking down my husband's beautiful body when I saw that Baba Ehsan was pulling his head out of his head… oh, oh my God, he was masturbating again. I got angry, closed the bathroom and came and fell asleep. I was exploding in anger, I slept with the same thoughts. In the morning, when he rang the clock, I punched him and I fell asleep. I saw that Ehsan was shaking. He said, "We fell asleep." I fell asleep from my words, I remembered what happened last night, I got jealous again, I really did not know what to do with this person. When I arrived at the office, I told him 6 insults and bad things, and كه but when I thought more, I saw that God loved me so much that now he realized that I was always overwhelmed by my childish feelings because I I was satisfied, she must have been satisfied, or because her juice came, then she must have been satisfied. I was happy again that at this stage, I realized what would happen to our life if we went to another woman because of the desire for diversity or more satisfaction, something that happened 30 times a day ?!

I was thinking that my roommate Mahnaz said, "You are getting on my nerves, what are you dead or not?" A spark ignited in my brain. I said, "No, Dad, I'm tired of this monotony.
I wove it and handed it to him. He turned to me and said, "Your death was good. Dad, do not you think that the problem is the same? I said, "No, Dad, I'm not talking at all. Mahnaz said, "Well, come home at night, you know I'm alone, come on, have fun." I was waiting to hear the same thing. I made up and I laughed a couple and it was decided that we would go with our service after the office.

When we arrived, we said goodbye, what do you think, what do you think we should make a cake from now (6 o'clock) until 9 o'clock at night when Ehsan comes. I rubbed the cream on my hands and face. It was almost 8:30 when the cake-making work was finished and we put it in the oven. Then I looked at it and knocked. It was poor. Aineh Shirini gave it to me and said, "I'm sugar candy, I'm chocolate, I'm candy ... and we laughed a couple. I told him to go to the bathroom until Ehsan came. Although it is small, but it can accommodate two people, we will go back soon. He accepted and we went to the bathroom together. Fairly, he had a white and beautiful body. !!!… And I laughed a couple when I heard Ehsan throwing the key, I said to myself, now is the time to shake my head in two minutes I told Mahnaz to go and dry myself and bring you a towel without saying anything. I shouted, "Ehsan Joon, are you?" He said yes and continued, "Which shoe did I say was important and I said louder, Ehsan Joon, he saw my towel. I saw Mahnaz." Ehsan opened the main door of the bathroom even though I could not see him, but I knew that he was now seeing that two people were in the bathroom. He approached and knocked on the door. I quickly said that I knew Mahnaz Dostumeh, who said yes, as if her tongue was tied. On the other side, Mahnaz was leaning behind me. I said, "Have you not seen each other before?" And I jumped out of the towel I took. Ass The first thing he said was mobile.
My mobile phone got wet. I opened the clothes and took the mobile phone from him and said that soon Mahnaz's clothes were stuck in the corner of his bathroom like an orphan. Ehsan took off his shirt and pants, but not his shirt. It was not a waste of 100% of his film, who hated that ball to hate it.

In short, how can I use your head? I closed the door and came back. Then I closed the main door of the bathroom, for example, I went to relax and I waited to watch myself while I was wrapping the towel around myself. The first time I saw that Ehsan was approaching Mahnaz, he slowly put his hand around Mahnaz's waist and pulled her forward and put his lips on Mahnaz's lips. You made yourself miserable with your own hands, but since I could not do anything anymore, I sat and watched. Then I saw Ehsan lift Mahnaz's left foot with his hand and he is
Kirsh slowly told Mahnaz to kiss me. I was shocked to see this scene. I knew how this Mahnaz was doing. Then I saw that since Mahnaz was much thinner and lighter than me, she also raised her right leg and Mahnaz
He hugged Kirsh while he was pulling her so that Mahnaz's legs were wrapped around Ehsan's waist, but since our bathroom was small and they could not move much, after pumping once or twice, I saw that Mahnaz was turned around and had her back. I do not know who to do it now. I saw that I realized that Ehsan was doing well. Do not say that because he did not want the water to come out soon. Ehsan grabbed Mahnaz's white and round breasts and tried to eat. Then he pressed Mahnaz down to eat Kirsh. It was clear that Mahnaz did not like this because he sucked Kirsh two or three times. Ehsan turned Mahnaz from behind and threw four or five pumps at him from behind. On a bad day, I saw the smell of burnt cake permeate the house as fast as I could with my towel. After the 1 of us got together, we sat down and ate that burnt cake instead of dinner, and Kelly remembered us. Glass bathroom but also in a brick bedroom! Of those three, of course, so that neither Ehsan Par nor Mahnaz gets full, almost once or twice a month, I usually invite Mahnaz to remember our blood when I have a period. Believe me, since then, until 10 months have passed, Ehsan has worshiped me and we know each other very well, and I think she is comfortable with other women.

Date: March 1, 2018

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