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A series of stories with fictional characters and events representing my inner world and attempts to comprehend and demonstrate different facets of character. Perhaps someone they seem interesting.
A cold, prickly wind rushes and slaps my face in the face, flies up and tears dry yellow birch leaves, plays with it in the air and, like a boring toy, throws it into a black dirty puddle, in which a fence of metal rods and upper windows is reflected in a colorless movie one of the buildings ...
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A cold, prickly wind rushes and slaps my face in the face, flies up and tears dry yellow birch leaves, plays with it in the air and, like a boring toy, throws it into a black dirty puddle, in which a fence of metal rods and upper windows is reflected in a colorless movie one of the buildings ...
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Caution! In the story there are scenes of guro and ordinary death. Do not read this, if you do not like this genre. All heroes of the story is 18 years old.
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Marisha’s mood was upbeat. Every Tuesday after the sixth lesson, her class gathered in the history room to listen to the next lesson. It would seem, what is there to rejoice - boring for 45 minutes, nothing good. But today, according to rumors, something really interesting was going to happen in the class hour. The girl's heart beat wildly ...
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Marisha’s mood was upbeat. Every Tuesday after the sixth lesson, her class gathered in the history room to listen to the next lesson. It would seem, what is there to rejoice - boring for 45 minutes, nothing good. But today, according to rumors, something really interesting was going to happen in the class hour. The girl's heart beat wildly ...
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Prologue. - Amazing! Just amazing! - Haverio walked around the naked girl figure around again, touched her chest, - Even breathes like a real girl! “Why,” Professor Stern adjusted his glasses, “we do not make toys, but real living organisms.” They breathe, sweat, cry, blush, laugh, do everything like real people. Not that the old models, which could recognize almost any without special devices. These can only recognize ...
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The woman was on top, her whole body glistened with sweat, and between her wide-open legs she was wielding a strong male member, hammering both her holes in turn.
Silesia, that was the name of the woman, screamed loudly, emotionally, as she started her partner: - Yes, yes, baby, deeper! Yes, yes, yes, fuck your big ass bitch as you should! Cum in me! Yes so! Oooh! Finish, yes, yes, finish! ...
The camera made a zoom and showed close up a thick white liquid flowing from the black Negro crotch ...
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Silesia, that was the name of the woman, screamed loudly, emotionally, as she started her partner: - Yes, yes, baby, deeper! Yes, yes, yes, fuck your big ass bitch as you should! Cum in me! Yes so! Oooh! Finish, yes, yes, finish! ...
The camera made a zoom and showed close up a thick white liquid flowing from the black Negro crotch ...
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The bus slowly pulled up and stopped at the entrance to the institute, our group of 25 people, noisy fell out on the street. Ekaterina Andreevna - our dean, a woman of short stature, forty years old, with a shock of red curls, had a wide and alluring butt, as well as huge tits, probably the size of the fifth, gathered us into a group, and we entered the building.
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He looked at his hard, glossy from saliva member, then disappearing, then reappearing outside. I admired these pink lips, tightly wrapping him and deftly slippery along its entire length. I looked into those big smiling eyes the color of the deep sea. He stroked her cheek and long fiery red hair as a sign of gratitude, and she closed her eyes in response and accelerated her movements, bringing him closer to the apotheosis of this whole action.
And here he is, the long-awaited and bright orgasm that covered ...
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And here he is, the long-awaited and bright orgasm that covered ...
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Yulia didn’t go with her today, and Dasha didn’t know why. Dasha stood a little while thinking, walked over to the porch of the house, pressed the bell and the door immediately opened. Uncle Andrew was waiting for her.He always waited for Dasha at this hour. He did not ask about Julia.
In Uncle Andrei's house, Dasha went into the kitchen and threw clothes into a washing machine. Then she took a shower in the bathroom, lined with marbled tiles, washed her light, long hair on her head and the same light, but hard and curly hair between her legs, smelling like flowers ...
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In Uncle Andrei's house, Dasha went into the kitchen and threw clothes into a washing machine. Then she took a shower in the bathroom, lined with marbled tiles, washed her light, long hair on her head and the same light, but hard and curly hair between her legs, smelling like flowers ...
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In the evening of January 6, having drunk herbal tea, I was about to go to heat the bathhouse, so that with my wife, beautiful Vasilisa, I could wash, rub each other's backs and stew - Vasya! - and beautiful Vasilisa, crouching on my knees, hugged me - Go behind the tree. Let the kids rejoice.
The fact is that the chairman of the collective farm (never privatized) sent me, with a brigade of loggers to the taiga, to harvest timber for the sawmill, exactly 31 ...
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The fact is that the chairman of the collective farm (never privatized) sent me, with a brigade of loggers to the taiga, to harvest timber for the sawmill, exactly 31 ...
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Amazing and strangely arranged human reason. Sometimes he is able to make amazing conclusions, make discoveries, compose ingenious works. And sometimes it can not even guaranteed to distinguish the real from the unreal. It happens that the line between the conscious and subconscious is erased, and those images, those associations that our subconscious creates, are interpreted by the conscious as absolutely real. This often happens in a dream, but when we wake up, everything falls into place, and the mind refuses ...
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In the ears, the wheels beat in time.
A lone star shines through the window.
In your arms the world froze for a brief moment.
He exists only for the two of us.
What clever I got in Dzhankoy both doctors. After talking with Mehlis, in the evening I was under pressure, and they unanimously accepted to soothe and heal me. Massage, just a wonderful massage, vitamin prick and a wonderful “powdering”. They took me to a two-story house near the front headquarters, the water was connected, so my fighting friends after ...
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A lone star shines through the window.
In your arms the world froze for a brief moment.
He exists only for the two of us.
What clever I got in Dzhankoy both doctors. After talking with Mehlis, in the evening I was under pressure, and they unanimously accepted to soothe and heal me. Massage, just a wonderful massage, vitamin prick and a wonderful “powdering”. They took me to a two-story house near the front headquarters, the water was connected, so my fighting friends after ...
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