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The cafe was located on the first floor of a multi-storey business center, it was already evening and there were very few people. I saw Anna almost immediately. She sat by the window at the table and probably saw me drive up. I went to her table, she rose to meet me and I probably opened my mouth in surprise. She looked amazing. Tall hairpins, ponytail hair, bright makeup and ... latex. I have never seen a girl in latex near and I must say it looked amazing - ...
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It is very difficult emotionally to realize that your mother, your only native person in this life - a pervert.
The first desire is to say or somehow show mom that you know everything about her and forbid her to do this. This very first emotion, along with the throat blocking lump, visited me. And anger, about how she could allow herself to be humiliated. Yes, just to say that you know everything and forbid it.
But as the anger passed, I began to think about ...
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The first desire is to say or somehow show mom that you know everything about her and forbid her to do this. This very first emotion, along with the throat blocking lump, visited me. And anger, about how she could allow herself to be humiliated. Yes, just to say that you know everything and forbid it.
But as the anger passed, I began to think about ...
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- Why do you need mercenaries? I myself can handle this case. - Eva asked, as soon as we left the inn on a busy metropolitan street. - I do not want you to leave for a long time. - I admitted, looking around in search of transport. He found what he was looking for just a few steps away, one of the carriages stopped at a nearby house across the road, an elderly, overweight man got out of it in a somewhat absurd wide-brimmed hat, casually tossed a coin to a cab driver ...
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- Katya, here, - Anya handed a pretty weighty box to her friend. - Here is everything that I once took from someone. You will take your things, and with the rest I do not know what to do, how to return them. You can't just say that I took it and now I return it. Take yourself then be yours. - Do you at least understand what you offer? - Katya, opening the box, studied the contents. - First, you do it, and not us, do not confuse. And secondly, I do not want anyone to ...
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- And let us punish her?
- Good idea, I like it, but how?
- Do not punish me! I apologize, let me give you the money.
Last evening Kate noticed how her friend was going somewhere and, suspecting something was wrong, followed imperceptibly behind her. Actually I traced rather from natural curiosity, than having suspected something was wrong, but something was wrong, nevertheless, was discovered. More precisely, there was a cache and missing items. It must be said that everyone started quite long ago ...
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- Good idea, I like it, but how?
- Do not punish me! I apologize, let me give you the money.
Last evening Kate noticed how her friend was going somewhere and, suspecting something was wrong, followed imperceptibly behind her. Actually I traced rather from natural curiosity, than having suspected something was wrong, but something was wrong, nevertheless, was discovered. More precisely, there was a cache and missing items. It must be said that everyone started quite long ago ...
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Rasskaz is written by the omnipotent comic of Fansadox, the author of Erenisch.
When I was boarding the flight, I was in trouble. As it turned out, you can take into the salon only one slave. The second one had to be handed over to the “live baggage”, where she would spend the entire trip in a cage in which she could not turn around, with a gag in her mouth. And not that I would feel sorry for one of the sisters - not at all. I did not want to pay extra for this extortion. But I had no choice. At first, I wanted to invite the sisters to decide for themselves, but ...
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When I was boarding the flight, I was in trouble. As it turned out, you can take into the salon only one slave. The second one had to be handed over to the “live baggage”, where she would spend the entire trip in a cage in which she could not turn around, with a gag in her mouth. And not that I would feel sorry for one of the sisters - not at all. I did not want to pay extra for this extortion. But I had no choice. At first, I wanted to invite the sisters to decide for themselves, but ...
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The next day I received a bouquet of flowers. The same as then, the day of the freshman. No note. But now I knew for sure whose flowers they were.
Denis Aleksandrovich now more often came across to me in the university. That imperceptibly thrust candy in hand, then touches, passing. I did not know how to react to it. I was pleased with his attention, and I allowed him to behave like this with me. The professor, of course, did not talk about it. But he felt like something ...
Denis Aleksandrovich brought me to a few more times ...
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Denis Aleksandrovich now more often came across to me in the university. That imperceptibly thrust candy in hand, then touches, passing. I did not know how to react to it. I was pleased with his attention, and I allowed him to behave like this with me. The professor, of course, did not talk about it. But he felt like something ...
Denis Aleksandrovich brought me to a few more times ...
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She dressed like he asked: stilettos, stockings with a belt, a long beige cloak, and no underwear. Excited nipples rub against the rough lining of her outerwear while Alice is walking down the stairs. The vagina is pleasantly tickled by a barely tangible draft of the porch, making its way under the cloak. Feeling almost naked is unusual and exciting. The front door creaked, the girl fluttered out of the warm entrance into a frost, not protected vagina, feeling cold, squeezed, hiding the clitoris deep into ...
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Horror, based on real and not real events :)
With Elena, we met in a cozy cafe near the subway. She was a little over forty. The hair color in this meeting was light, but for a modern woman the hair color is a convention. With an increase of about 165 centimeters, her figure belonged to the category of “donut”, with a strongly outstanding bust and booty, on the basis of which we met. The lady was pleasant and easy to talk to, but some nervousness was felt. She was wearing a dark blue dress a little ...
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With Elena, we met in a cozy cafe near the subway. She was a little over forty. The hair color in this meeting was light, but for a modern woman the hair color is a convention. With an increase of about 165 centimeters, her figure belonged to the category of “donut”, with a strongly outstanding bust and booty, on the basis of which we met. The lady was pleasant and easy to talk to, but some nervousness was felt. She was wearing a dark blue dress a little ...
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