The story of Amir Koni's life XNUMX

Hello to all the friends of this series, which probably includes 5 or 6 episodes. The story of my life destiny and only the names have changed. I am Amir Pesari, born in a small city in one of the western provinces of the country. I have been married for 24 years and live in Karaj. From the very beginning, I would like to say that my character is 180 degrees white. The first part of the public came to our house a lot and they spend their whole life in our house, you sleep in our house, eat, study, and in general, he was very much with us. We started playing a ridiculous game with the public. I did not understand this at all. After ten minutes, Deem became careless and went to the bathroom, and I did not know at all what happened. A few days passed before we went with the family.My father's mother's house and we slept there at night, and of course my father was not with us, and because of this time he was available for the public to touch me. It was late at night. And a paper game and a ridiculous automaton, it doesn't matter what the dot or whatever its name is, and finally it was time to go to sleep. He started rubbing Kirsh on my butt. It was only here that I realized what my uncle was up to. I was stunned and on the other hand I was scared. I was doing Kirsh, which now that I think was not too big, and maybe it could not be forced by 10 or 20 centimeters, he had put it on my buttocks and rubbed it on my legs, and he was moving back and forth. What should I do? I fell asleep and so on. I turned around to get out of his reach and my white legs. Fortunately, he was scared too and was careless. I did not see him the next morning when I woke up, but he felt very bad. Unfortunately, when we got home, I was thinking about what had happened. Unfortunately, I did not dare to tell my parents about it, so my uncle had more opportunities in the next meetings and on other nights when he had to. I was going to sleep next to him. He knew very well that I did not have the courage to do so, but he gradually became careless with me, and after a year or two, he got married. This model inspired me to be passive and to be like a 12-year-old girl and woman. At the same time, time was moving fast and little by little, I realized that I would like to experience it again, written by Amir