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In the summer of 1994, I stood in a queue at the North Palmyra, in the famous store Babylon. The queue stood on the sidewalk along the store. On the other side of the sidewalk was a street on which several cars were parked. There were two girls standing in front of the line-up and about what ...
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Igor went to his house after work. At home, his beloved wife Svetka was waiting for him. They got married six months ago, by that time Svetka already had a daughter, Julia, she went to the ninth grade.
Igor and Svetka every day, in the evening, played their favorite game ... they wrote on the wish cards ...
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Igor and Svetka every day, in the evening, played their favorite game ... they wrote on the wish cards ...
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Summer session surrendered! Ahead of the vacation, a trip to the parents and the mass of all sorts of wonderful things. Jamily's mood was wonderful. In the city, by the evening it was not so stuffy, besides, the cafe where they and the girls celebrated graduation was right by the river, and there was ...
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My birthday was nearing, and I was looking forward to it with great impatience, because I knew that my beloved Larisa was preparing a surprise for me. With fantasy, as well as with a physique, she was all in perfect order, so even years of living together did not allow our intimate relationships ...
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My birthday was nearing, and I was looking forward to it with great impatience, because I knew that my beloved Larisa was preparing a surprise for me. With fantasy, as well as with a physique, she was all in perfect order, so even years of living together did not allow our intimate relationships ...
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This story happened a year ago. I am a slightly distraught fan of this young singer. Having accidentally met her after a concert in my city, I decided that I love. In just three months of the “incubation period,” I realized that I lived only for Yulia, for Yulia’s sake. Understood that if again it is not ...
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Probably, it is much more difficult for a man than a woman to admit that it excites him when he is put on his knees, bare ass and beaten on it with a palm, massage brush, or birch rod. But I give a guarantee that there are many. I myself have never been flown in childhood, only about this ...
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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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