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In the evening I wore black tights, a short skirt and a dark tank top. In general, I was fully prepared to meet Oleg.
About nine o'clock he came. We sat in the hall, I'm on the couch, Oleg in the chair opposite me. I crossed my legs and lay back on the couch. You should have seen the look ...
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About nine o'clock he came. We sat in the hall, I'm on the couch, Oleg in the chair opposite me. I crossed my legs and lay back on the couch. You should have seen the look ...
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My friend is a big lover of women. enrages gentlemen right infuriates
Once we had a fight. I even got sick with grief. sat at home, cried and thought everything - well, how could he? well, why? and then it occurred to me ... what did he do before that? right, teased and then substituted ass. hmmm ...
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Once we had a fight. I even got sick with grief. sat at home, cried and thought everything - well, how could he? well, why? and then it occurred to me ... what did he do before that? right, teased and then substituted ass. hmmm ...
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19.09. - 09/23/2006
Hand stretched over the abyss
This is a psychedelic city! I have a special, paradoxical relationship with him. I always come to him with great desire, and he accepts me affably, then, with relief, I leave him for a long time, and with obvious pleasure he leaves me ...
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Hand stretched over the abyss
This is a psychedelic city! I have a special, paradoxical relationship with him. I always come to him with great desire, and he accepts me affably, then, with relief, I leave him for a long time, and with obvious pleasure he leaves me ...
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We drank tea in the pavilion park. Claire was joyful and talkative as a child. Even Ann cheerfully and earnestly supported the conversation. At the same time, I had the opportunity to discover that she was very unspoken. And this is despite the fact that we talked only about minor things ...
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Claire took the photo back to the folder. She seemed dissatisfied with something.I did not know how to turn her back to that short, dumb scene that played out over the image of her body (and the fact that it was she who I was believed). The condition in which she came upon the thought that some kind of my ...
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