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- With fear? - There was no time to be afraid. - Okay. I think we will still have time to talk on any topic. Baby, I hope you do not think that I appeared in the distant past to kill you. - In my opinion, your appearance suggests that you want to help Leah and me return to our time. More precisely in your time with Leah. - You're right baby. We can come back at least this minute. There are no obstacles? - For Nei absolutely no (although for her ...
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The summers in this area were hot, but when it started to rain, it seemed as if you were living somewhere in South America. The local “rainy season” lasted for weeks at a time, flooding streets with heavenly water, flooding ditches, filling lakes and rivers, driving them out of the banks.
I stood in the doorway and looked at the water pouring from the sky. - Now it will pour a whole week - said my friend Romka. - Are you comfortable to stand? - Not really. - Masha! - came from the balcony. - I...
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I stood in the doorway and looked at the water pouring from the sky. - Now it will pour a whole week - said my friend Romka. - Are you comfortable to stand? - Not really. - Masha! - came from the balcony. - I...
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There was no mood, I wanted to wash, go to bed, and forget everything that happens last month. Forget this does not succeed, she changed a loved one, twice, and got pleasure from it. Going to bed will not work either, because Vasya, without warning, came to her apartment. Even in the shower do not go ...
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That night, I walked and tried to figure out the halls of my mind. Did I, that same man who always preached to everybody that he needed to hold on to the end, did the same? No, I was not tormented by the feeling of some kind of betrayal on my part, quite the contrary, I felt some kind of lightness and freedom. After conducting a deep analysis of my thoughts, which continually overwhelmed my mind and did not allow me to concentrate and calm down, I still could not find the answer to the question why is it all so true for me ...
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“Look, wolf, what is there?” The wolf pulled out a tablet from Kirina’s bag.
“Lucky you, Kira. Hear Fox, the boss writes that with her enough for today. "
Kira breathed a sigh of relief, a walk in the center of Moscow, naked, with a face filled with sperm, at the height of the working day, she was clearly not part of her plans.
Yes, and those Caucasians, she just did not like.
“Sorry, sorry. Imagine, sly, how those chumps would have been delighted when you, all such, would have fallen out to their feet. Ready to use. "
Kira somehow led herself to ...
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“Lucky you, Kira. Hear Fox, the boss writes that with her enough for today. "
Kira breathed a sigh of relief, a walk in the center of Moscow, naked, with a face filled with sperm, at the height of the working day, she was clearly not part of her plans.
Yes, and those Caucasians, she just did not like.
“Sorry, sorry. Imagine, sly, how those chumps would have been delighted when you, all such, would have fallen out to their feet. Ready to use. "
Kira somehow led herself to ...
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Kira looked in the mirror. No, all the same mirrors lie.
When you look into your own, homemade, everything seems to be normal, but it is worth going to the mirror where you are in a store or cafe and that, wrinkles in your eyes immediately, your stomach bulges, extra folds on your neck, a nightmare. But the new wrinkle, near the eye, before it was not. So, what about our belly?
Kira pulled up a T-shirt.
So, grown fat like a pig, soon she will not get through the door.
Kira grabbed her fingers with a small, charming fold on a smooth ...
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When you look into your own, homemade, everything seems to be normal, but it is worth going to the mirror where you are in a store or cafe and that, wrinkles in your eyes immediately, your stomach bulges, extra folds on your neck, a nightmare. But the new wrinkle, near the eye, before it was not. So, what about our belly?
Kira pulled up a T-shirt.
So, grown fat like a pig, soon she will not get through the door.
Kira grabbed her fingers with a small, charming fold on a smooth ...
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The high stem, a snow-white sea yacht, with the proud name of "Nord Star", the Miami home port, was regularly churning the azure waters of Bermuda.The unobtrusive rumbling of a diesel engine, practically inaudible, because of the music that was heard from the open cutting room, could not distract Svetlana from the thoughts that were not the most joyful.
Luxurious blonde, 28 years old, with a slim, athletic figure, taekwondo and fencing classes, coupled with horse riding and swimming, gave an excellent result. Light sports ...
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Luxurious blonde, 28 years old, with a slim, athletic figure, taekwondo and fencing classes, coupled with horse riding and swimming, gave an excellent result. Light sports ...
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Jumped into a three-dimensional. - Phaeton2, where are we and in what time? And is it possible to go back? - Commander, it's impossible to return, but it takes some time to determine the coordinates. You need to scan the surrounding stars and make calculations. - Well, you pulled up! Long had to do it! - I do.
Five minutes passed. - What makes you happy? - In my database there is no information about this arrangement of stars. - I...
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Five minutes passed. - What makes you happy? - In my database there is no information about this arrangement of stars. - I...
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From the author. The presented story was once written as one of the parts of the great story "The cult of the female body." Its first chapters are published. Being the first author's experience in the erotic genre, the story does not look successful. However, according to the author, this passage has turned out to be of higher quality, claiming to be an independent publication, and is now being offered for familiarization to a respected audience. His main character is a prototype for the story “Christina” laid out here.
The author is still ...
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The gray autumn sky, covered with heavy, cold-soaked clouds, hung low over Moscow. On the wet asphalt, stained with muddy puddles, heels, elegant, black boots clinked. In the boots comfortably settled, chiseled legs. The mistress of these legs, was a little higher and was a slender brown-haired woman. with green eyes. The woman, in appearance, was a little over thirty. A pretty face framed by dark brown, curly hair falling just below the shoulders. Medium height, dressed in light ...
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