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Amir was more than a friend to me. I was very relaxed with him wherever I was. The last sex was out of my control on the sofa. He knew that I was waiting for a sexy conversation. Sex with Tanaz, my dear, is the only place where I enjoy being with Amir as much as he is. He takes it and splits my cock. When I hug his dirty ass from behind, I put my head in the middle of his ass and he sighs and drives me crazy. I say all these things to Amir. Look, once Tanaz and I were together, and Amir and I were at home with his friend Samira. And he blew his whistle. Amir had raised his four hands and was holding Samira in his arms, and he was grabbing her hair, and Samira was also bagging. Now, seeing Amir, he once said, "Samira, I would like to say something else. Samira, it 's okay." My humor is in your white ass, you's my humor, my sweet humor in your breasts, when we heard this with humor, we could only push ourselves a little and sigh that Amir is going to know humor. Farim Joon, my love, Tanaz, clearly did not know that Amir had sex with me, but listening to Amir's last words in my ear, he said softly, trembling and lustfully, "Oh, my beautiful ass." He pulled and rubbed the underside of my neck and tail. This was our first double feeling.