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I always took care of Katka, the younger sister. And when she called in one of the beautiful evenings, I rushed to her without hesitation. Katka successfully married, and now she and her husband lived in a penthouse in one of the newly built houses in the center. My sister's voice in the phone was weeping, and besides, I clearly could see strange strange sounds. “She does blowjob or something?” - I thought then, not knowing how close I was to the truth.
Katkin's husband met me in their huge hallway and, silently taking him to Loko ...
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Katkin's husband met me in their huge hallway and, silently taking him to Loko ...
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After lunch, in the room Lena once again took aback me:
- Well, get a suitcase. What are you stuffed with you. And then I always go to the same thing. Let's see what else there is out of clothes.
Together we tried to create a new image for Lena. It was clear from her that she considered him a dibe vulgar, but in the end she agreed with me that since there are no acquaintances here, it is possible to go beyond the bounds of decency.
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- Well, get a suitcase. What are you stuffed with you. And then I always go to the same thing. Let's see what else there is out of clothes.
Together we tried to create a new image for Lena. It was clear from her that she considered him a dibe vulgar, but in the end she agreed with me that since there are no acquaintances here, it is possible to go beyond the bounds of decency.
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Friday evening. He came home from work and was sitting in the kitchen, slowly picking at the remains of the fried eggs. Something tired today, even Friday is not happy. And my wife looks, too, without much mood. Sits, the show overwhelms. Okay ... now in the shower, you look and relax a bit. Get away from work. I prick the last piece of scrambled eggs on a fork and suddenly the doorbell rings. I hear Natasha gets up from the couch, goes into the corridor. The sound of the chain, briefly asks something through the door and shouts towards the kitchen: - Alyoshka ...
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In the beginning, let me remind you once again - all my stories are real, happened to me, at that time I was 37 years old.
Oleg made a few calls, and told me, “Do not be afraid, nobody will hurt you, there will be three of us and two of my friends.” Alcohol and sex have already done their job, I wanted more and more.
We arrived, the door was opened to us by a guy of about 25, dark hair, a strong figure — it was Denis. He looked at me, invited us to go, and said Oleg, “We have to wait for Sasha, he will come up soon.” I sat on the sofa, they brought me a glass and poured champagne ...
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Oleg made a few calls, and told me, “Do not be afraid, nobody will hurt you, there will be three of us and two of my friends.” Alcohol and sex have already done their job, I wanted more and more.
We arrived, the door was opened to us by a guy of about 25, dark hair, a strong figure — it was Denis. He looked at me, invited us to go, and said Oleg, “We have to wait for Sasha, he will come up soon.” I sat on the sofa, they brought me a glass and poured champagne ...
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Such a chance would hardly have fallen Ghona yet someday. On the one hand, Beal could lie, and then now the battle group was going into a trap. On the other hand, Ghon did not notice any signs of lies, and the risk was fully justified. All the men of the nest, as well as Lara and Gyizalina, were wearing camouflage and well-armed. Automatic rifles, two light machine guns, a sniper rifle, a pile of grenades and huge raid backpacks on their shoulders — the reconnaissance group was cautious, but as quickly as possible. Still to the castle ...
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Hike
How did it all start? Probably, we come to everything gradually. Life slowly cooks us, pushes us, and now we are the ones that we are ... Although this story is not at all zoophilic, it’s probably all started from our dog.
My wife and I lived in a private house, and our dog Vulcan lived on chains in the yard with us. A healthy shaggy dog, in her ancestors she definitely had Caucasian Shepherd Dogs, well, and others apparently mixed up a lot. Rising on his hind legs, he was no matter how taller than me. They were afraid of him and ...
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How did it all start? Probably, we come to everything gradually. Life slowly cooks us, pushes us, and now we are the ones that we are ... Although this story is not at all zoophilic, it’s probably all started from our dog.
My wife and I lived in a private house, and our dog Vulcan lived on chains in the yard with us. A healthy shaggy dog, in her ancestors she definitely had Caucasian Shepherd Dogs, well, and others apparently mixed up a lot. Rising on his hind legs, he was no matter how taller than me. They were afraid of him and ...
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Alexis was obliged to his rather strong body in a feminine form, to which everyone who saw her without clothes paid attention, was not primarily of Alcibian origin. Alexis was still involved in sports at her school at Centaurus, but when she arrived on Mars, she found that some problems prevented her from continuing to do so. Team sports turned out to be closed for it: coaches were hanging no worse than computers with outdated “operating systems”, trying to identify Alexis as men's or ...
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- Mr. Brooke? Miss Cornby? Everything is good? I ask in the car.
- Where are we ...
“I'll take you to Professor Lawley.” Don't worry, you will like him. Please sit down.
Dave and Miranda, bending down, got into the car, and she drove off. A rainy night rustled around. Lights of all shades and colors danced behind the glasses, spreading out along with the rain. Dave still didn’t believe that he embraces the living Miranda, thin, wet, like him.
“Miranda,” he whispered, ruffling his wet hair.
“Mmmm,” she mooed ...
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- Where are we ...
“I'll take you to Professor Lawley.” Don't worry, you will like him. Please sit down.
Dave and Miranda, bending down, got into the car, and she drove off. A rainy night rustled around. Lights of all shades and colors danced behind the glasses, spreading out along with the rain. Dave still didn’t believe that he embraces the living Miranda, thin, wet, like him.
“Miranda,” he whispered, ruffling his wet hair.
“Mmmm,” she mooed ...
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Friday evening. From the open window, on the glass of which the last rays of the sun are leaving the horizon, play, the smell of blooming lilacs and pulls freshness after the recent warm short rain. From the rapidly darkening line, located on the shore of a small lake, the singing of birds can be heard.
But the mood is not spring. I sit in front of a non-working TV in my small bachelor’s apartment and think about how to get the rest of the week and a half to pay. Lonely in your pocket ...
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But the mood is not spring. I sit in front of a non-working TV in my small bachelor’s apartment and think about how to get the rest of the week and a half to pay. Lonely in your pocket ...
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At the camp site, where we arrived only on Saturday evening, all the houses were occupied. Only thanks to the help of a friend Laura, for us, we found a half of a two-story house, in which five men already lived.
It turned out to be three rooms in which there were only six beds. How to divide them into eight people, we did not know. It was impossible to sleep together on old armored beds, and no one wanted to spend another night without sleep. Again rescued a friend of Laura, who found ...
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It turned out to be three rooms in which there were only six beds. How to divide them into eight people, we did not know. It was impossible to sleep together on old armored beds, and no one wanted to spend another night without sleep. Again rescued a friend of Laura, who found ...
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