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Anna went up to the 8th floor of an old ten-story house in a provincial town. The elevator did not work again. Anna is tired after the night shift. The sun's rays penetrated through the dirty corridor windows and lit up the dirty steps of the stairs. - again these bitches of the cleaning lady didn’t wash anything - Anna whispered nervously. She was wearing old leather boots, a creaking zipper, black tights, in some places holes were already visible, an old black raincoat on a wide leather belt, a bag of leatherette ...
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Hera was lying on the black tiled floor of the toilet, her hands were tightly fastened with leather handcuffs, and over her face was a toilet with a leather seat. Hera coped with the chocolate gift of the Lady and only at the ends of her lips were fragments of chocolate, which she licked with her tongue so that by the time of the arrival of the Lady she would not disappoint her. The door to the toilet opened and Mrs. Gina walked into the toilet, she was already wearing a black rubber dress, with slender and strong legs wearing black high-heeled shoes ...
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- After all, we agreed that you will see the guys only until the first sex, and then we will find new ones. - Eldar seriously looked at his wife. - I do not want you to get used to someone alone. Suddenly still fall in love. Only we did not have enough of this ... - But don't worry so much! - A smile flickered on Aiki's lips, but she immediately switched to a serious tone. - I'm not at the age to fall in love. And I understand that no Zaur will ever treat me ...
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I remembered another story from Tamara’s friend’s story, the first time she performed in the role of mistress.
Stas, as promised, took me on Saturday at lunchtime and we went to his dacha, only he and I were no one else. I have already lost the habit of having to fuck with one person, with many guys in the hostel, as is customary, I’m a social handler and I will not refuse anyone, and that I like this business.
I fed him, took him to the bath-house, and brought him to a clean room on the 2nd floor of a rather luxurious house. Both naked, on a magazine ...
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Stas, as promised, took me on Saturday at lunchtime and we went to his dacha, only he and I were no one else. I have already lost the habit of having to fuck with one person, with many guys in the hostel, as is customary, I’m a social handler and I will not refuse anyone, and that I like this business.
I fed him, took him to the bath-house, and brought him to a clean room on the 2nd floor of a rather luxurious house. Both naked, on a magazine ...
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My eternal friends (ebari) in the hostel Gosha and Oleg were invited to shish kebabs on the nature, and also with an overnight stay. Wow, by the evening the guys took me away from the last lecture and we went to the nearest reservoir, or rather dachas located near the nearest reservoir. The driver with the car turned out to be quite cool in those days a brand-new black Volga - it was just horror, and as it turned out, Stas was the son of some local cone, my friends dragged me essentially selling me, promised that I would fulfill any of his dreams (that in general This was true - she never refused to anyone).
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After a little gay sex experience and a lot of experience with women, I wanted something new again. I wanted to try myself as a dominant. On BADANG, I found a woman about 50 years old, looking at her old age in the photo, she looked amazing - not beautiful, in her body, but her body was well-groomed, her chest was huge and elastic. She wrote in her questionnaire that she loves dominant men, she loves to dominate herself and loves changing roles in bed.At the last moment I didn’t pay attention to the joy of my anus ...
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Head Vera summoned me to her office.
“Look here,” she said, pointing to the computer screen.
She launched the video file and I saw my office.
Apparently the camera standing there on my computer was available for Vera.
And now this camera clearly showed me, looking intently at the computer screen, and worst of all, my dick was also clearly visible, which I nadrachival.
Everything went cold inside me, a terrible shame seized me. - Do you want me to put it in YouTube? - asked Vera.
& nbsp ...
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“Look here,” she said, pointing to the computer screen.
She launched the video file and I saw my office.
Apparently the camera standing there on my computer was available for Vera.
And now this camera clearly showed me, looking intently at the computer screen, and worst of all, my dick was also clearly visible, which I nadrachival.
Everything went cold inside me, a terrible shame seized me. - Do you want me to put it in YouTube? - asked Vera.
& nbsp ...
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For the tenth year I have been working as a history teacher. Work is my passion and my hobby, in my life I have such vents as teaching, a little. First love and a bright relationship with my husband are already behind - after all, 20 years of marriage made themselves felt. When I was 46 years old, I didn’t receive from my husband either an orgasm, or warmth, or trivial communication. I was bored with him, our union was more friendly than romantic.
Walking down the corridor to my office, I, as always, saw a gaggle of chirping ...
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Walking down the corridor to my office, I, as always, saw a gaggle of chirping ...
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The next day, Dmitry Olegovich unexpectedly appeared at home in the area of dinner. - Has anything happened, dear? - excitedly asked Nadezhda Viktorovna. - Not. It's just that we and our partners are going to inspect one factory in the Moscow region. It's hot today, and I didn't want to go there in a suit. So I stopped to change clothes and have something to eat at the same time.
I warmed up the soup and made a salad. Nadezhda Viktorovna invited me to join them, and after lunch I started cleaning ...
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I warmed up the soup and made a salad. Nadezhda Viktorovna invited me to join them, and after lunch I started cleaning ...
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Head down and trying not to meet anyone's eyes, I quickly walked along the short corridor from the office of the new manager to the toilet. Thank God, it was empty. I looked at myself in the mirror - a shabby look, but you can live. Fortunately, I was wearing a gray shirt and there were no visible marks on the shoes of my ex-girlfriend, who had used me as a foot pad a couple of minutes ago. On the face there are a few red markings, and traces of dirt, but it did not come down to bruises and cuts. Unbuttoning the shirt collar, I quickly looked at myself: several scratches from Olin's sharp heels appeared on my chest. We'll have to figure out how to explain them to my wife Nastya.
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