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Julia paid for the orphanage in front of the Ivanovs - every night, putting her daughter to bed, they arranged a real orgy with Julia in the lead role, and in the mornings and at lunch Julia sucked Sasha before he went to work.
Sometimes Sasha at lunch arranged for himself a “sex hour”. At the same time, Julia was supposed to ...
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Sometimes Sasha at lunch arranged for himself a “sex hour”. At the same time, Julia was supposed to ...
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It struck midnight. The halls of the Countess of Galiani still sparkled with thousands of lights. Lively couples rushed to the sound of intoxicating music. Everything shone with the splendor of clothes and jewelry. The graceful, full of hospitality hostess and the queen of the ball seemed rejoiced at the success of the festival. She answered ...
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Fits, in short, Vitek to me and says:
- Zema, quit marinating, let's go to the evening closer to the left gun.
I must say that by this time everything was already itched and asking for any hole. I did not even ask where he found the women. Vitek is a man of action: he said to the left - ...
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- Zema, quit marinating, let's go to the evening closer to the left gun.
I must say that by this time everything was already itched and asking for any hole. I did not even ask where he found the women. Vitek is a man of action: he said to the left - ...
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This story happened about 15 years ago. I then was a second year student, or rather, already the third, because just a couple of days before that I had passed the summer session of the 4th semester. As always, at such a time, in the hostel, where I was then found, a merry animation reigned. The session is over, and ...
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At the end of the summer, in honor of the closing of the season, a friend suggested that I have a party in my apartment. Well, as it should be in such cases, my apartment is his friends, a common treat. He invited his girlfriend. Her name was Luda. It was a pretty girl, about 23, tall, about 170 ...
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And so we went to the clearing. Yes, the bathhouse was really fabulous: a well-built wooden blockhouse surrounded by forest, clean territory, the smell of pine trees. There were already several cars in the courtyard, and two of them were already rolling off the porch, rather talking to each other. We...
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