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Today I stocked up with a bottle of rose-scented massage oil. There were more exotic options, but the main thing with Sasha is not to think too much - the more standard, the more reliable. Her brains, uncluttered in knowledge, could well have stumbled onto some patchouli and conclude that "I will not give it to myself." And I really wanted to smear something on it. Well, in the end - cum, of course. Right on the delicate face, plump lips, open in the eternal astonished misunderstanding of the cornflower blue eyes ...
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Training was in full swing. Muscles languished in pain, legs shook like branches in the wind. My face was sweating, but I kept my concentration. Martial arts, you know, require constant and excessive effort. Efforts that sometimes make you want to cry. But I know: the result will not be long in coming, and those who are already around with appetite are eyeing my elastic buttocks, my tanned delicate skin, not only men, but also the fair sex. So what? Yes, I want to be adored not ...
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Megan Markle was sitting on the steps of the porch overlooking the back yard of her big wooden house. The pensive look of a woman was directed into the distance, where, like a mirage, barely visible in a hazy mist, the snow-capped peaks of the Rocky Mountains rose. High in the blue sky, the eagle hovered, catching ascending streams of air with wide wings and tracking its prey not on the ground with keen eyes. In the midst of the foliage of fruit trees, songbirds hid, announcing the neighborhood, ringing trills. The world around, rejoiced clear summer ...
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Boo, boo, boo - the deaf beats of the drums and the monotonous singing prevented him from collecting his thoughts. There were a lot of people in the hall, I felt it, heard a vague whisper, rustling, felt movement. Yes, and the singing was obviously not emanating from the speakers of the electronic equipment - in this strange room somehow forgot about the electronic equipment and generally about the solar world with its skyscrapers, cars and smartphones. The light of torches, candles did not give electrical brightness, and only the center of the hall and the throne were lit, on ...
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The December sun shines and heats quite differently in cold and dirty Moscow and on the distant southern islands. Dmitry, who had not yet had time to enjoy its rays and warmth, fell on a very large bed in a hotel room. On the plane, then the air conditioner was working on the bus, and his body was only now warmed by the sultry air smelling of flowers and lush greens. For two minutes he lay with his eyes closed and was already warming up, he wanted to fall asleep, but it was too pity to burn precious hours of vacation. Rise and on ...
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My beloved men. I dedicate to everyone who sent their feedback and suggestions. Always yours ... Two weeks have passed. Irina still lived two lives. Adult woman, mother of two children. But, left alone with her husband, she turned into a cow. Irina was happy. It was an ordinary evening. Irina took a bath, put on a bathrobe and returned to the bedroom. She lay down on the bed and began to read a book. Her daughter Olesya quietly slept in the crib. Soon my husband returned from work. Irina got out of bed and went out ...
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I went to his office. Large, spacious, tasteful and expensive. I was angry. Angry at him. He called me to the head residence, despite all my protests and refusals, I was bought a ticket to the business class, a room with a sea view at the Four Seasons, met at the airport. I was angry with him because he closed my office, because he closed the project he was going to open ...
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It has been, almost three years, how I left the worldly vanity and settled down to live in the taiga.
Overgrown farm, lived hunting and garden, in short times he read books, or wrote his manuscript. And how else, otherwise it does. Loneliness will eat. And here it seems that you immerse yourself in someone else's life and live, or you invent your own, and write about it.
Of course, I am not a complete recluse, I go out into people two times a month.
Well, in people, it says loudly: to the nearest village of Belaya Tserkov, which huddles on the very shore ...
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Overgrown farm, lived hunting and garden, in short times he read books, or wrote his manuscript. And how else, otherwise it does. Loneliness will eat. And here it seems that you immerse yourself in someone else's life and live, or you invent your own, and write about it.
Of course, I am not a complete recluse, I go out into people two times a month.
Well, in people, it says loudly: to the nearest village of Belaya Tserkov, which huddles on the very shore ...
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My name is Yelena. I am 27 years old. I'm married. Did not give birth. But I think after delivery I will not leave a good ladybug. My breast is barely 2 sizes and will not be a good udder in the future
I love sex and much that is connected with it. My wild imagination gives a huge variety in everyday family life.
I am bisexual. In a relationship with the girls is more active. Maybe that's why, often ...
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My name is Yelena. I am 27 years old. I'm married. Did not give birth. But I think after delivery I will not leave a good ladybug. My breast is barely 2 sizes and will not be a good udder in the future
I love sex and much that is connected with it. My wild imagination gives a huge variety in everyday family life.
I am bisexual. In a relationship with the girls is more active. Maybe that's why, often ...
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