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The heat that day was terrible. Karabas Barabas walked around the house in the same family shorts. He walked around all the rooms one by one, checking again and again whether all the windows were wide open, hoping to arrange at least a small draft. But, unfortunately, the street was not the slightest breeze.
Instead, the scorching rays of the sun treacherously broke into the open windows and only further heated the room. Long beard of beards ...
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Instead, the scorching rays of the sun treacherously broke into the open windows and only further heated the room. Long beard of beards ...
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Once I paid attention to the fact that my spouse, coming home from work, increasingly began to talk about the skillful actions of her boss, Dmitry Ivanovich. At work, he was the chief engineer, and my missus was an engineer in the production department. Their institution was listed as the "Emergency Service of the City." The main task of this service was the restoration of the electric external networks of the city in the event of their failure. Frankly, this is not a new business and not an easy one, since the external networks ...
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Barely audible quartz clock ticking on the wall of the hotel room showed a quarter past ten. Elena Pavlovna had just taken a morning shower and hastily dried herself with a terry towel and left the bathroom. Shining in some places with water droplets bare feet left on a naked body, a woman walked along a soft carpet towards the pier glass. Before taking up her light makeup, she began to carefully examine herself in the mirror, turning one way and then the other. Yes, no longer young! Around the eyes with ...
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For a time there was no desire to engage in prose, but recently I visited the muse of creativity again. By the way, my muse is hanging out with the nymphs for some reason, for some reason, it pulls "dirty" stories to write. So I continue the cycle of stories about our prodigal adventures. But, just in case, I repeat, this is not an autobiography on the topic of sex, but simply sketches from parallel reality. Names, of course, will not be the same. But everything that was said below, of course, did not take place, because how can such a thing have ...
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The sperm of an old fat taxi driver slowly flows out of me ... I still kneel in front of the six who fucked me on the hood of a six and selflessly suck his dick. A man has twice finished in me (oh, yes, this is his trickle of sperm flowing from my pussy without stopping!), But I just broke up ... I caress his cock, smoothly moving to the balls ... Wow! Large! I try to take them in my mouth completely, caress them ... They roll under my fingers. Then again switch to the member - ...
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My wife, Olya, and I have long wanted to buy a private house, and for a month now our dream has come true. And very opportunely, it can be said that the summer weather was hot. Without thinking twice, we decided to spend the next weekend in our new home. Having collected things, we rushed forward to a beautiful and carefree outdoor recreation.
For a general impression, a few words about us: I am 35 years old, from childhood I have been keen on swimming, which contributed to the formation of a sports figure. By the way, I met my wife in ...
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For a general impression, a few words about us: I am 35 years old, from childhood I have been keen on swimming, which contributed to the formation of a sports figure. By the way, I met my wife in ...
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After a couple of days I had free time and I decided to spend it on going to the store, namely, to study it more.
First of all, I went to the bathroom, washed it and removed the excess hair.
Glancing at the thermometer and realizing that the weather was acceptable, she began to dress:
First, put on black thongs and sat down to pull the same stockings.
I put on a skirt just above my knees and, turning in front of the mirror, found out that no matter how I bent over, the edge of the stockings is not visible.
Then came the turn of the blouse. After a long ...
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First of all, I went to the bathroom, washed it and removed the excess hair.
Glancing at the thermometer and realizing that the weather was acceptable, she began to dress:
First, put on black thongs and sat down to pull the same stockings.
I put on a skirt just above my knees and, turning in front of the mirror, found out that no matter how I bent over, the edge of the stockings is not visible.
Then came the turn of the blouse. After a long ...
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Asenat sighed heavily, descending after the grandmother on the steps of the temple of Isis. There was very little time left until her maturity — less than half of the first month of the High Water — and the father did not return from the march, and it was very similar to not returning to the day of the ritual, or at all. My grandmother, judging by the wrinkles between the eyebrows that had not smoothed after visiting the temple, thought the same.
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