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Hey. Again, I’m coming to you, my readers, I will scold you all a little, and then I will tell you a new story.
Zhurenie.
I came to work - I climb to read the mail. Great. But everyone thinks that once this happened to me, then everything is “ready” with anyone and in any place. Men, lovely, affectionate and ...
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Zhurenie.
I came to work - I climb to read the mail. Great. But everyone thinks that once this happened to me, then everything is “ready” with anyone and in any place. Men, lovely, affectionate and ...
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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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Last year, on a hot July day, I returned in the evening from work and, as usual, went to our local bar to have a beer. In the bar, I met Sergey with my old friend and classmate, who had lived and worked in another city for a long time, after drinking a certain amount of beer, we decided ...
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Are you sure baby that you will not regret and tell us no?
How long have you dreamed of playing the role of a prostitute? Well, well, VIP call girls, believe for men, this is one hell, when you hand over such a woman two hundred bucks and she works out all night what she took ... and with you you can ...
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How long have you dreamed of playing the role of a prostitute? Well, well, VIP call girls, believe for men, this is one hell, when you hand over such a woman two hundred bucks and she works out all night what she took ... and with you you can ...
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My Kent got a job as a guard at the institute during the regional administration. Not because it’s a good job, but because sooner or later they give apartments there. I myself had to work in crowns, and he found a homeless man, made him wash himself, bought him clothes, and he spent the day there and spent the night than he ate unknown ...
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The evening was a success. We had a great time walking in the woods. A little tired went back to the country.
“Sit Angela,” said Andrew, the owner of a beautiful country house.
I plopped down on a soft white calf leather sofa and, out of habit, threw one leg over the other, exposing my ...
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“Sit Angela,” said Andrew, the owner of a beautiful country house.
I plopped down on a soft white calf leather sofa and, out of habit, threw one leg over the other, exposing my ...
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The girl Lena went to her dacha. She was alone. Lena recalled with emotion how her mother sent her to the country. It was already evening, and my mother, giving her daughter a bundle of food, sent her to the dacha and punished her: “You will spend the night there, and in the morning you will pick berries and tomatoes.” But not the tomatoes worried the girl ...
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In my hands was the envelope handed to me by my wife. Through the translucent surface, I saw a piece of paper, inscribed from the bottom of the faith in a small, double-skinned hand. My wife went into the bedroom and calmed down there, and I went into the living room, and before I printed out the envelope, I turned it in my hands for a long time, thinking ...
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