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- Well, understand, my good, I'm not a tyrant! - Oksana spoke softly, making slow movements with her hand. - If you think well, you will agree with it.
The new dildo with which she fucked me was more than the one I had to punish myself. Despite the huge amount of lubrication, I felt every additional millimeter when Oksana gently, but firmly introduced it. “There is nothing excessive in the rules that I demand to abide by!” I am ...
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The new dildo with which she fucked me was more than the one I had to punish myself. Despite the huge amount of lubrication, I felt every additional millimeter when Oksana gently, but firmly introduced it. “There is nothing excessive in the rules that I demand to abide by!” I am ...
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- Lie on your back.
I lay down on the bed and the priest immediately reminded myself.
Sigurdia lay on my shoulder and began to gently touch my velvet fingers
household - I'm still happy, but the key word is “bye”. And I do not ask you for your member
signed Yes, I have a change while you are thinking. I quit the police, 25 years experience,
after all. Former colleague invited to his company. The work is interesting, and the salary is tripled.
This is a financial and legal group of companies ...
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I lay down on the bed and the priest immediately reminded myself.
Sigurdia lay on my shoulder and began to gently touch my velvet fingers
household - I'm still happy, but the key word is “bye”. And I do not ask you for your member
signed Yes, I have a change while you are thinking. I quit the police, 25 years experience,
after all. Former colleague invited to his company. The work is interesting, and the salary is tripled.
This is a financial and legal group of companies ...
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At first, no one opened and I called again. Slow heavy footsteps were heard and the door was opened by a strong, tanned guy, in whom I did not immediately recognize Pashka, son of Sigurdia. - Hello, Pasha, man, do not know. Is mom home? - Hi, Uncle Jora, come through.
In the hall, behind a set table, sat Sigurdia, in a smart blouse. Seeing me she smiled, although in her smile I thought something predatory. - Sit down, my son came to me on vacation. Sprinkle.
Pasha after honey ...
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In the hall, behind a set table, sat Sigurdia, in a smart blouse. Seeing me she smiled, although in her smile I thought something predatory. - Sit down, my son came to me on vacation. Sprinkle.
Pasha after honey ...
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SIGURDIA
That is the name of the woman living with me on the same landing. She moved to our house about 30 years ago, an unremarkable little girl with an oriental face, a couple of years younger than me. She was married for several years, then left alone with her son.
Neighborly eaten, about that, about this, inoda I helped her with the male housework.
Sigurdia worked a lot, and the little boy left to himself grew up a great prankster. Mother didn’t panch with him and crawled without long examinations. I once stood on the balcony ...
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That is the name of the woman living with me on the same landing. She moved to our house about 30 years ago, an unremarkable little girl with an oriental face, a couple of years younger than me. She was married for several years, then left alone with her son.
Neighborly eaten, about that, about this, inoda I helped her with the male housework.
Sigurdia worked a lot, and the little boy left to himself grew up a great prankster. Mother didn’t panch with him and crawled without long examinations. I once stood on the balcony ...
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Dear reader, please do not judge strictly, it is written to convey meaning, not for spelling, please forgive))
The story began in my youth, I was about 18 years old, when a member stood with a stake, sexual fantasies blew up the brain and there was no real way out of sexual energy. My name is Max, in the summer on vacation, I lived with my grandmother in a resort town on the Black Sea, in the morning I went for a walk early and returned late in the evening. In the courtyard we had exclusively patsansky company without a single ...
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The story began in my youth, I was about 18 years old, when a member stood with a stake, sexual fantasies blew up the brain and there was no real way out of sexual energy. My name is Max, in the summer on vacation, I lived with my grandmother in a resort town on the Black Sea, in the morning I went for a walk early and returned late in the evening. In the courtyard we had exclusively patsansky company without a single ...
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Somewhere in the expanses of the former USSR, the severe nineties, winter, vocational schools.
A third year student with a pogonyal Belyash caught up with his laughing classmate Lera at the locker room, clasped his waist and dragged him back:
Lera, still laughing loudly, clung to the locker room lattice: - Help! Raped!
Her piercingly sonorous voice rang along the empty corridor of the school. “Let's go,” Belyash hissed, tearing his hands off the grille ...
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A third year student with a pogonyal Belyash caught up with his laughing classmate Lera at the locker room, clasped his waist and dragged him back:
Lera, still laughing loudly, clung to the locker room lattice: - Help! Raped!
Her piercingly sonorous voice rang along the empty corridor of the school. “Let's go,” Belyash hissed, tearing his hands off the grille ...
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I remember how I took it off at a nightclub, where she had fun with her friends.Then he fucked her, first in the back of this club, and then all night at home. Such an insatiable bitch was that she herself began to molest, caress and cuddle at the club. And she in the back room for a blowjob utenula, see often been there.
What kind of husband is she? Like a businessman some cool. She dresses well. Not bad at all. And awesome car. And he never hints at gifts, all at the same time herself in gold. The main thing is to fuck her. BUT...
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What kind of husband is she? Like a businessman some cool. She dresses well. Not bad at all. And awesome car. And he never hints at gifts, all at the same time herself in gold. The main thing is to fuck her. BUT...
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All day I didn’t have anxiety. During the classes, I carefully looked at Olga, but she absolutely did not pay attention to me. She never humiliated me, never pinned, even my rogue friends Galina and Masha, she did not deign to pay attention. One could be glad, but the feeling that she was up to something did not leave me. Especially the last exercise for today was a visit to the pool.
Every time I approached the door to the locker room, my knees buckled. In this place I ...
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Every time I approached the door to the locker room, my knees buckled. In this place I ...
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The fabric of the tights hit the zipper, and I, of course, tore them.
Stella was furious: "The absurdity, Krivorukov, new were tights"
Wife said: "Go, look for a replacement for Stella."
At home I hope the guest did not hear or did not pay attention. Pantyhose was not. I found black stockings 20 den, with a pattern, brought into the room. Stella sat with bare legs, crumpled tights lay on the floor. - Yes, Madame knows a lot about perversions. - commented on stockings Stella. - & nbsp ...
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Stella was furious: "The absurdity, Krivorukov, new were tights"
Wife said: "Go, look for a replacement for Stella."
At home I hope the guest did not hear or did not pay attention. Pantyhose was not. I found black stockings 20 den, with a pattern, brought into the room. Stella sat with bare legs, crumpled tights lay on the floor. - Yes, Madame knows a lot about perversions. - commented on stockings Stella. - & nbsp ...
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So, Stella. I met Stella on Thursday. By this moment I was discharged exclusively in women's clothes. And, of course, licked everything that I let it down. Wife, reaching another milestone, did not back down. In addition, she came up with the game: by Thursday, I had to invent a story about a bad girl who needs to be fed with sperm, to pick up an outfit, and show a miniature sketch about this bad girl. The spouse estimated, and if I tried, then I could finish, for example, sucking her breast ...
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Erotic stories "Femdom"
The “Femdom” category is stories about the dominant role of a woman over a man, or over another woman. The highlight of these stories is a description of the demonstratively subordinate status of a man and the dominant position of his Mistress, Lady, Mistress. As a symbol of dominance in the stories often used strapon, as well as collars, leashes and other attributes of humiliation and bullying, both physical and moral. The elements of femdom in stories allow you to significantly expand the range of emotional experiences during reading.