Mom, I can shake my head

And he had made two separate units. I could even hear the neighbor walking. I could tell from our neighbor that she was a widow who lived with her son Hamid. Hamid was about sixteen years old. Because of this, I became intimate on a cold winter day when I was coming home from work. I saw Hamid sitting behind the door, wet and shivering from the cold. Come home, I went to your mother 's house and gave her some clothes to change her wet clothes. When she was changing her clothes in the room, I saw from the door what a white and hairless butt she was. I asked him, "Hamid, why did you stare at me like that the day I was in your house for the radiator?" He lowered his head and said nothing. I just saw that he was blushing. You can not, you like it, he looked at me for a while and said, "God, I did not tell my mother, I do not know, but everything has a price." I told you how to suck, I took off my cream and put it in front of his mouth, I told him to eat, he started to eat, he sucks quite professionally, he eats my eggs every few seconds, after sucking for ten minutes, I picked him up, pulled his pants down and I laid him on his back and put his feet up. He was satisfied for about ten minutes and poured the water on his stomach without Kirsh splitting. After about an hour, he got up, put on his clothes, and left. After that, he became Hamid. I will tell you what we had