Political gay with someone who is seemingly ugly and sexually capable

I am a photographer and of course I work in Hamshahri newspaper and my work is very disgusting because when I come to take a photo of a political man, I subconsciously take a photo of Kirsh and one night in Barjam's corner, the only photo that reached the newspaper was mine, Javad Zarif It was in the photo and I had focused on Kirsh as usual. It had been a few days and I had clicked on this photo about twenty times when the phone rang from the newspaper. He was prominent and his face was smiling. The director of the newspaper went out. Javad Yehu became serious. And he pointed to me to follow him. He told his driver to take a leave of absence in the Benz political license plate and I also rode next to him. I was constantly looking at Kirsh on the way. He pulled the zipper down and threw the ball and ten inches out. I spat on his head and kissed him. I heard a voice from you. I said, "I recognized you from Ahmadinejad's face." Zarif took off his suit and his body was white and hairless. They put me to sleep on the sofa and rubbed my spit with my two fingers. The cane fell around my neck, I raised my head and saw Jannati. I was laughing. I was having a good time with him. Jannati was arrested quickly and poured water into my throat. He came this time, I did it completely, and he was pumping. When the water was coming, he bit my lip. I pressed my breasts and I also sprayed water on his face and Mahmoud licked his delicate face. From that day on, I always take pictures of Zarif, but after a while he left with Ahmadinejad's son. Ahmadinejad also decided to live with me. We fell in love and he was so happy that he decided to become president again and promised to give me a wedding gift. He buys an oil rig