A young lady when her husband is not home

Watch and do not bore yourself sexy movie, but if you want to read memories, better one

Be patient. Some boys, contrary to their nature, sometimes have a strong sexual desire, which is probably due to

Defects in the secretion of hormones or environmental factors

Luckily for me, I became one of those people who loved my body. I don't care about the reason. What difference does it make? According to one of my friends

Put at least two of these guys who will eventually go underground

People use it. It's not uncommon..the problem with the nipples was that I've been fat since I was ten or twelve.

I had a lust for couscous. That's why I pay so much attention to the people around me

I was. I myself, since my instinct was awakened, I was very interested in rubbing and seeing my buttocks to rub my cream. Of course, this is the sex story to tell that

I, unlike Kunam, who had sex in Iran, was small and

It was immature, so it was easier and better for me to give an ass than to give an ass, which I did not have much ability or interest in. I did not give in to Konya anymore, despite my desire and interest in giving it to her for fear of being discredited and the bad and disgusting behaviors of some Bekns and the unpredictable reaction of my family. However, this strong instinct finally worked. I want to tell you one of the first memories of giving up. Of course, this is not the first time I open my mouth, but it's my first complete and official kiss. It is better to introduce myself first. My name is Saeedeh. The bigger one is also called Samaneh. Since Saman was older than us, he naturally got up early and fell into the line of cones. Saman was also in a lot of trouble. In our neighborhood, there was an old boy named Mohsen with a cannon ball that the local children used to play with. When he saw that the local children were beating all this boy, he immediately went to Mohsen because he was under a lot of pressure. Kirro got beaten up and kicked Mr. Saman in the mouth. He continued to kick again, but of course he got stuck again and was beaten. I think he was 12 years old. I had just come out of the bathroom and I had wrapped a towel around my waist. Saman was sitting with my mother and Afshin and he was watching TV. I also came for a moment to see what the TV was like. It was to Saman. Yahoo, I do not know what happened when the towel was opened from my waist and yes من my white butt was right in Saman's eyes. I saw your pen naked, my opinion changed completely. When the towel fell and I saw your white buttocks for a moment, it was as if I was electrocuted. I had never seen this shape so well before. He is tearing my shirt. For a moment, I imagined myself fucking your ass. What if it happened !! It was from there that the thought of fucking my ass hit Saman. I had a wonderful time. And according to a principle between the Beckons (whoever has a round ass and no doubt has a desire to give it), Saman clung to me from that day on. Little by little, he started to point fingers, and when he saw that I did not object, sometimes he would hug me from behind and rub Kirshu on me. Little by little, he started asking who I was. But because I was afraid we would get stuck, I would not accept. He would stay on the floor. But finally the situation matched! Afshin and Saman. Of course, since Saman had become a dangerous beckon and I was prone to be fucked with that hot ass and cock, my mother also came to the place to supervise our bathing. I felt him. I knew he was looking at me eagerly. Almost at the end of the bath, my grandfather called my mother to find something and give it to him, and since it was not possible to drop my grandfather's words, my mother hesitated. He had to leave the bathroom. I stayed with Afshin and Saman. Afshin, whose head was warm to himself. But Saman immediately put his hand on my shirt and started rubbing it. He grabbed me and put his hand on my butt again. Saman played with my butt for a minute and Yehu pulled his hand and went to the door to make sure his mother was away. When he was sure, he came back and tried to pull my shirt down. I did not let him go and pointed to him and said Afshin! But he ignored me and said he was with me. But I did not let him go again. Saman seemed to be mad. His eyes were a little red and it was clear that he was not joking. He pulled down my shirt and whispered in my ear, "I have to fuck you today. Now that it has been done by force, if you resist, it will hurt you and it will end late, but if you hurt yourself, it will hurt less and it will end soon." He was stronger. He easily pulled my shirt down. I struggled a few times to get Kunmo out of my arms, but he grabbed me again and this time he clung to the wall so I could not escape. Conn, I knew that without a doubt this is the head of the system. But since Saman was determined to fuck me, he hit me hard on the side to relax myself. Of course, I was forced to do this because of the pain. Which can never resist a bullet. Although it is many times the size of a bullet, it can not prevent a bullet from sinking into itself and is always driven by the bullet. And this is exactly what was happening to my butt. While he was hugging me tightly, Kirshomalid found me a few times to find Kunmo's hole. Then Yahoo started pushing. I was in pain too, I was unconsciously tightening Kunmo. Since he had always been a professional Kunya and Kirsh was easily immersed in them, he was left to do what he could do. And only Kirshu was pushing. In a moment, I turned around and saw that Afshin Vaysadeh was watching our efforts and struggles. He wants to force his long cock to sink into my ass. On my buttocks and waist, my mother will most likely understand what happened. There was a liquid bath in one of them. There was some liquid oil left in one of them. I went back to Saman and said Vaisa. It's not like that. Then he put Kirshoo on the buttocks again and pressed me. I also relaxed myself. In the middle of pressing Kirsh, oh, oh, oh, I felt for a moment that my hole was opening, with a strong pressure, Kirshu opened my hole and Kir went straight into my buttocks. The hole in my butt was burning and I could feel the diameter of the hole that Kir Saman had made in my butt. Saman moved a little. One hand was around my abdomen and the other was on the base of Kirsh. He was panting. He started to push again, I stopped breathing. This time, he pulled his hand away from Kirsh and moved again a little. He hugged and started pumping. He was pumping on my butt with such greed and craving that it was as if he was coughing for the last time and he wanted to have the most pleasure. Kirshu pulled out for a moment and pushed it down again. I was in pain but I had to bear it. I knew it hurt, but Saman did not comply at all. He had hugged me even though Kirsh came out of my buttocks halfway, but Saman pulled me in his arms again with one movement and Kirshu plunged me into my buttocks again. It did not take long for the water to come out.Oh, and oh, oh, it got louder, I realized it was coming. When it was pouring water, it was pouring in my mouth. Mom is coming or she can hear our noises. The only thing she thought about was fucking her ass, which was in her arms. Nothing else. He was in my ass, he put his head on me. I was also relieved a little. Afshin was still looking at us. Do it. Afshin, as if he understood, pulled Kirshu out of his shirt. I glanced at Kirshu and turned my head. It was not time yet. Now mom is coming. Saman stood up for a moment and sharpened his ears. When he saw no sound, he said there was no news and started pumping. Again, day after day again. Wade was calming down, which made me not say a word either. Although he was not full yet, Kirshu finally pulled me out of my ass. He rubbed my ass a little. He told me that my butt was red. I said angrily that it should have turned black the way you did. He brought Kunmo under the shower and washed his shirt with water.