The wife of a martyr

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Hello. I am Matin. I had known Fahimeh for two years. She was about 40 years old. But she did not eat him at all. It showed a lot younger. I became friends with him with a thousand misfortunes. I found out that her husband was a chemical warfare veteran and was martyred two years ago. At first, he was very ill. I made a brotherhood plan with him and this way I became more friendly with him. Most of the time, we talked on the phone and sometimes we would meet and we would see each other. I really wanted to go to their blood, but he did not accept. He said no. He was a tenant and had two children. I also work for a computer company. Later, when he found out that I was working with a computer, he called me one day and said, "Come on, let's start the children's computer." He had promised to invite me to their blood, but he had told me in time. After taking a shower, I got ready and went to bleed them. It had been bought for a few months, but I did not know how to connect. A quarter of an hour later, I connected and taught the children how to play. Previously, the game was an installation method. That day passed with a few kisses and a dream in your arms. We were easier than before.

He had said that my children could go to school more easily. Until 4 days after the reopening of the schools, he called me to come. I told her I came, I want you to wear your most beautiful clothes. I called without asking and he opened the door. Wow, what did I see? It was really fascinating that I could not be carefree for 2 years. I took a small kiss from him and went to sit on the sofa. We brought syrup, he came and sat next to me. It was the best moment of my life, we talked until he came at my insistence and sat on my feet. The starter worked. We all started to eat, oh, what a pleasure it was, then I ate those beautiful breasts, we sprinkled and went to bed. I took off her clothes and started rubbing her. You slept on her back because she was a little embarrassed. Wow, he hadn't had sex for a few years. He was really enjoying it. I rubbed it on her shorts. He got up, took off my clothes, played with my cream for a while, and whatever I did, he did not eat. He gave me a small kiss, and I fell down. He took Kirmo himself and wet it and put it on his lips. Wow, I was burning, it was really hot. After 4-5 minutes, I was dehydrated. I got up, played with her clitoris and ate it so that she would be satisfied sooner. The water came, even though it was on the bed, I pumped it more than the pleasure of being satisfied, and the water came and I poured it on her stomach. We were both gone. I had reached the pleasure I had been looking for for two years. This story was real. Do not forget to leave a comment.

Date: May 30, 2018

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