My Innocent Mom

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The stories I tell you started 2 or 3 years ago. My relationship with my mother started in the years when she separated from my father. Of course, we were very free in the house, and my mother, who was very comfortable, that is, she was very mischievous. Once, they were walking down the street with one of my dad's friends. Give. Of course, my mother used to say that she went with my dad's friend because of my dad's work, but my dad did not accept it. After the divorce, our situation improved. Because my mother took her dowry from my father and we bought a house in Saadatabad with that money and everything else. Of course, our situation changed in other ways as well, because my mother was getting more and more angry. My behavior had changed a lot. He would come home late at night under the pretext of having fun with his friend, and some nights he would come home under the pretext of staying at his friend's house.

In short, I was very happy with my mother-in-law, and our relationship was very close, and we would go out together and watch a movie, and one night I had taken a movie from one of my friends, and we were supposed to see it at night. His film was not Hollywood. I think it was German or French, it was very beginner. The film was full of scenes, but Kir and Kass did not show only nipples. My mom and I sat down to watch the movie. The story of the film was about a couple who were exhibitionists. That is, the wife exhibited herself in public places, and men watched, and her husband watched from a distance and enjoyed himself. Some scenes in the film were like this, for example, a couple was walking in the park, then the woman would sit on a chair and sit so that her shirt could be seen, and the men who passed by would see her, and the husband would be there, or the woman would walk in crowded places with a short skirt. And Kunshu on the side of men Ghambel

She was looking to see and her husband was watching from a distance. It was at the height of the movie that I was so upset and I did not even notice that it came out of my pants) It was summer time (once my mother said: as if I liked the movie very much. I came to myself and saw it He looks at me and I said, "I'm sorry, and I turned him over and made my back." The movie was over. My mother said: Yes. I said: But it is not in Iran. My mother said: Why can I say: How is it? She said: Do you want to see? I stayed like this, I said, what does it mean, how did he say you have nothing to do with him, we will go out tomorrow and see.

I did not sleep at all that night and I was waiting for tomorrow (Thursday) to see what my mother wanted to do. He was getting ready. The only interesting thing was that he wore only a corset under the mantle. My mom's buttocks and breasts were visible from under the mantle. In my mother's car, she made her scarf straighten her hair

You do not know what the driver looked like. When we got off, my mother said: Did you like it? I said yes.

As I walked, my mom nodded and watched a lot of men and boys. I was dying of pain. We went to the passage to a scarf shop. Being two men. My mother would choose a scarf and take off her scarf and put it on her head, sometimes she would mix it up to make it look beautiful. These scenes were very lively. Then we went to the buffet to have something to eat. As we sat. My mother said: Well, I said: not bad, but not much. I said: Do something in a row. He said: OK.

We went to the second floor of the passage of a secluded shop where a salesman was a boy. My mother chose a pair of pants and told Yaro to bring it. Yaro said how much is your waist? Yaro brought the meter. My mother went forward and gave a hoop to the mantle. I was . I wanted to hang out there. In short, my mother took off her scarf a few more times until the end of the night and did another job. And we went home. He said to me at home: I had a good time. I said yes, I wish all moms were like you, he said: Now where did you see him? I did not understand what he meant. In short, this was my mom's first time giving me

Date: December 17, 2017

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