Roommates ✌
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- Parts 1
Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Tue, Jul 5, 2016
" Mummy please I hate to go india and even my birth place is over her in Canada "
" habibti I feel like you should start your collage from India and end in Canada "
" hey mummy are you stupid "
" just mind your language I'm your mother "
" sorry but I'll not do that "
" ok "
" Thanx my lovely Mummy luv you "
"shut up":)
"You'll tell like that":(
Marzia Raza a 19 years old girl a very pampered girl in the whole family and have a elder brother Ali raza 25 years old Fatima raza a 45 years old women and father Baquar raza a 48 years old men a happy family
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