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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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Everything went very well. Over the past nine months, Robert’s business has doubled, he moved to a new home, and his position in society has improved. He was the personification of success and was the object of envy of peers. But he felt the feeling that something was missing. No, Robert did not share the theory that wealth brings unhappiness and did not feel guilty for its success. He achieved everything with hard work and sincerely believed that he deserved it. He simply felt a feeling of dissatisfaction soaring above him - and could not understand the essence of the problem. It's time to have lunch with Roger.
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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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Accidentally stumbled upon his story eight years ago. Read it. Looked reviews. I wanted to share some more details.
I will not repeat the main story, who wants to read the first story, “Once Taste ...” I will begin immediately from the place I finished eight years ago.
After the incident in the toilet, my wife decided not to stop at the result achieved and continued to experiment, inventing new and new ways to show her dominance in bed.
Again there was a game in ...
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I will not repeat the main story, who wants to read the first story, “Once Taste ...” I will begin immediately from the place I finished eight years ago.
After the incident in the toilet, my wife decided not to stop at the result achieved and continued to experiment, inventing new and new ways to show her dominance in bed.
Again there was a game in ...
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I will try to explain: the buzz in observing and controlling the reactions of a fistuye in response to your manipulations, changes in rhythm, mechanics of movement, degrees of hand rotation, compression - opening a fist, his eyes look, breathing rhythms, etc. Manipulations allow one to play a person, his emotions are so as a pianist plays the piano: you can play a bravura march, a melancholic suite or an entire symphony.
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They arrived to Anna's house without incident, but thoughts swarmed in Robert's head, and confusion overwhelmed him. On the one hand, communication with Anna in the restaurant caused him sympathy and respect for her. He felt a genuine understanding with this girl, and her understanding of Robert's situation was largely correct. On the other hand, Anna’s behavior after dinner scared him a little. Robert trusted her opinion - but he had no idea what she was capable of, and that disturbed him.For Robert, submission was an abstract concept. “What does this really mean?” He wondered aloud.
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Robert wandered around the room and feverishly thought. He realized that he was seriously in trouble, and began to panic. The state of shock was replaced by humiliation and shame, then anger, then excitement, then fear — and the shock returned. Robert lost control of himself - although only what Anna had proposed happened to him. Obviously, if the girl immediately told him what she meant by “submission,” he would never have agreed. However, at the moment he was already here, in her house, with his hands chained to his belt and a stopper in the anus - and now it was necessary to figure out how to minimize the damage. Robert mentally returned to the conversation in the parking lot and remembered: Anna emphasized that submission would be rewarded, and insubordination would be punished. Before the man began to reach what she had in mind.
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The clitoris rubbed against the steel, at even intervals, receiving a sensitive bump on the rails, can be a seam. The rail was lubricated and slid down well, until the saddle with the tortured one drove into the blue-lit area. The speed dropped, the rail became dry, and the hillocks began to hit the clitoris more sensitively. On the sides, on the walls, Natella saw the already familiar “dressed” bodies of girls in white gas masks with a veil and in torn white stockings — one in a fishnet, one in translucent or with a line ...
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This is my (maks-3x) translation from the English erotic story “Jefferey and Jennifer” by The Sender ([email protected]). ORIGINAL in English can be found on the Internet hosts. The story contains two parts. He largely consists of the scenarios of women’s men’s subconsciousness: enemas, stimulation of the back of the way, forced cunnilingus, stropic sex. To whom likewise is not loved - it is possible, there is no sense to read a message.
William Jeffrey heard the sound of water in the bathroom through a half-nap, then falling ...
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William Jeffrey heard the sound of water in the bathroom through a half-nap, then falling ...
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On this warm July night, I returned home on foot. After sitting well with friends in a cafe, I spent almost all the money, so I decided to save on a taxi, since the weather was good, and only half an hour walk to the house. I lived alone, nobody waited for me at home. I was dressed for the weather. White T-shirt, cotton shorts, baseball cap and slates. A bag with a purse, documents and cigarettes was slung over his shoulder. My path ran through the dark courtyards of the high-rises of my suburban, forgotten by God ...
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