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Normal Saturday morning. Irina was awakened by a ray of light from the window. The woman got up. She went to the bed of her daughter. Oleska already woke up. Smiled at mother. She was already 6 months old. Blond hair, gray-blue eyes. beautiful daughter. - Do you want to eat? - asked Irina. Smiling, the woman pulled her daughter out of bed and put it to her chest. The girl began to suck her mother’s milk. Daughter grew up. Already sat in the crib. I tried to "talk." Soon absolutely run. Oleska ...
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Normal Saturday morning. Irina was awakened by a ray of light from the window. The woman got up. She went to the bed of her daughter. Oleska already woke up. Smiled at mother. She was already 6 months old. Blond hair, gray-blue eyes. beautiful daughter. - Do you want to eat? - asked Irina. Smiling, the woman pulled her daughter out of bed and put it to her chest. The girl began to suck her mother’s milk. Daughter grew up. Already sat in the crib. I tried to "talk." Soon absolutely run. Oleska ...
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Dedicated to Zhora Kryzhovnikov if he reads this site.
At the beginning of January, 20 ..., when the New Year's hangover was already slowly releasing its victims, three gathered in one of the St. Petersburg hotels.
All of them were friends from the Sex Lovers Forum, who decided to evolve and jointly celebrate the New Year.
Especially for this purpose was organized Jeanne, a beautiful blonde with tits like a bird of paradise. One of my friends volunteered to get a girl for three, assuring that they would not find another one. He was...
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At the beginning of January, 20 ..., when the New Year's hangover was already slowly releasing its victims, three gathered in one of the St. Petersburg hotels.
All of them were friends from the Sex Lovers Forum, who decided to evolve and jointly celebrate the New Year.
Especially for this purpose was organized Jeanne, a beautiful blonde with tits like a bird of paradise. One of my friends volunteered to get a girl for three, assuring that they would not find another one. He was...
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I met the girl lounging on the couch in a bathrobe. It seems to me that the director is allowed. She walked in, sneaking around - kurnosenkaya, with cute full lips, clearly cheekbones drawn by nature and naive blue eyes; blond hair is tightly laid on the back of his head, a shapeless white blouse with some ruffles on the chest, a business black skirt to the knees, shoes with a low heel - and timidly said hello.
Not answering, but not taking my eyes off her, I lifted my cell phone to my ear ...
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Not answering, but not taking my eyes off her, I lifted my cell phone to my ear ...
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It so happened that I returned home earlier than usual. The training was canceled due to the closure for the renovation of the hall where we played football. Summer. Heat. Kids are on vacation with their grandmother. My precious one is waiting for me at home. Here, I think, I will give her a surprise, on the occasion of what was earlier ...
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In the morning Irina was awakened by Angela. - Serge ordered to milk you - said the girl.
Irina smiled. While she is here she will be milked. The woman reached out. Got off the bed. She was not embarrassed by the fact that she was naked. - May I take a shower? - asked Irina. It seemed to her that it was the smell of her yesterday's discharge. Juice fucked whores. - Of course - smiled girl.
Irina noticed that the girl is wearing red panties. Angela caught sight ...
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Irina smiled. While she is here she will be milked. The woman reached out. Got off the bed. She was not embarrassed by the fact that she was naked. - May I take a shower? - asked Irina. It seemed to her that it was the smell of her yesterday's discharge. Juice fucked whores. - Of course - smiled girl.
Irina noticed that the girl is wearing red panties. Angela caught sight ...
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24 NOVEMBER
It seems everything. Or almost everything. The house, or bungalow, or whatever it is, is ready.
Damn, loneliness, voluntary prison ... how happy I am! How am I waiting for this: when the entire construction team is removed, and the island - My Island - will remain at my disposal. Why him ...
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It seems everything. Or almost everything. The house, or bungalow, or whatever it is, is ready.
Damn, loneliness, voluntary prison ... how happy I am! How am I waiting for this: when the entire construction team is removed, and the island - My Island - will remain at my disposal. Why him ...
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I'm going down the hall. Slowly moving shaky legs. Why so little light? Somewhere far away, something rumbles. The floor under my legs and the walls around me are shaking. I hear a rustle, as if water is flowing from somewhere. But do not stop - I have to go ahead, get out of this terrible place ...
Again something rumbles.The floor underfoot goes shaking. I can not stand and fall on his knees, resting his hands on the floor. But the roar does not stop. From the ceiling something falls very close. I crawl to the floor and ...
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Again something rumbles.The floor underfoot goes shaking. I can not stand and fall on his knees, resting his hands on the floor. But the roar does not stop. From the ceiling something falls very close. I crawl to the floor and ...
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Love or freedom
Prologue
Sometimes you have to make a choice between love and freedom, and it is not always clear what exactly will bring happiness, and what you need to sacrifice. Making such decisions is very difficult, but sometimes necessary. How not to make a mistake in choosing? How to prevent mistakes ...
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Prologue
Sometimes you have to make a choice between love and freedom, and it is not always clear what exactly will bring happiness, and what you need to sacrifice. Making such decisions is very difficult, but sometimes necessary. How not to make a mistake in choosing? How to prevent mistakes ...
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Finally. The card did not lie. The first houses of a mountain village shrouded in rain. Well, the weather, anchor in the ass!
Rolling down the slope, Nash spat through the puddles of the only street Houho, a village lost in Appalachia. The rain roaring around, suddenly fell silent as if it had been turned off, and Nash heard: -
His wild wild flower
He sang either female or childish voice. Nash even stopped.
Realizing that singing is heard ...
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Rolling down the slope, Nash spat through the puddles of the only street Houho, a village lost in Appalachia. The rain roaring around, suddenly fell silent as if it had been turned off, and Nash heard: -
His wild wild flower
He sang either female or childish voice. Nash even stopped.
Realizing that singing is heard ...
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Another month has passed. Irina more and more immersed in her new self. At home, barely alone with her husband, turned into a cow. Irina practically stopped pumping milk herself. She had to be milked. Irina liked everything more ...
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Another month has passed. Irina more and more immersed in her new self. At home, barely alone with her husband, turned into a cow. Irina practically stopped pumping milk herself. She had to be milked. Irina liked everything more ...
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