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So here, tormented by depression, I stupidly looked at the monitor and indulged in gloomy thoughts. Comp showed ... yes, he did not show anything, except for the idiotic picture, which I also shoved into it a couple of years ago. Yes, it is not new, not ultramodern, but it suits me perfectly ...
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- Hey! Hey! Be careful, you kick me all the time.
What kind of people! Generally a nightmare. The boys, they generally got it. They can't pass by calmly. Yes, and cold as. Would anyone have given food to eat. Eat ... Anything ...
Yes, I did not think so before ...
I went to chic restaurants with ...
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What kind of people! Generally a nightmare. The boys, they generally got it. They can't pass by calmly. Yes, and cold as. Would anyone have given food to eat. Eat ... Anything ...
Yes, I did not think so before ...
I went to chic restaurants with ...
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You want to know what he wants - to find out what's spinning in your head when the sound of rain is pounding on the roof of a car, and the lights of oncoming cars are scattered in millions of drops on the windshield. When the voice from the front seat to you, not at all embarrassed, but from this even more ...
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Elba was awakened by the nasty sound of a telephone. Yes, shivering, he raised her from the cozy warmth of the bed and dragged her to the other end of the room.
“What kind of genius did the phone come up with? In the pit, would it or on the rack! ”- one cannot say that such thoughts comforted Elba greatly, but ...
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“What kind of genius did the phone come up with? In the pit, would it or on the rack! ”- one cannot say that such thoughts comforted Elba greatly, but ...
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Vice.
I may be too wicked, but I still have an overwhelming desire to experience passion and violence. With all my being, I often feel the power of male hands, a slap in the face, the cold of the whitewashed wall, from which a pleasant shiver runs, the pain of a body from kisses, taste ...
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I may be too wicked, but I still have an overwhelming desire to experience passion and violence. With all my being, I often feel the power of male hands, a slap in the face, the cold of the whitewashed wall, from which a pleasant shiver runs, the pain of a body from kisses, taste ...
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