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1. APARTMENT DRYING. BEDROOM. MORNING.
IGOR sticks to DASHE in bed.
IGOR: (excitedly) Kitty, well, let's try in the ass at least once.
DASHA: (purring awake) Do you want my death?
IGOR: Well, I, in vain, what did the lubricant buy? You wanted to try it yourself.
DASHA: I didn’t say yes, I said maybe.
IGOR: And now what, no?
DASHA: (annoyed) In the ass, only whores fuck. Do you think I'm a whore?
IGOR: And where are the whores ...
DASHA: With that. Do not feel sorry for me at all.
IGOR: (sighs) ...
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IGOR sticks to DASHE in bed.
IGOR: (excitedly) Kitty, well, let's try in the ass at least once.
DASHA: (purring awake) Do you want my death?
IGOR: Well, I, in vain, what did the lubricant buy? You wanted to try it yourself.
DASHA: I didn’t say yes, I said maybe.
IGOR: And now what, no?
DASHA: (annoyed) In the ass, only whores fuck. Do you think I'm a whore?
IGOR: And where are the whores ...
DASHA: With that. Do not feel sorry for me at all.
IGOR: (sighs) ...
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Vikinas boobs, filled with new fruit ripening in her womb, walked shakily to Michael's fierce frictions. Vika leaned on her elbows and now her swollen nipples rubbed against the burgundy burgundy cover of the ottoman. She closed her eyes from pleasure and moaned slightly, biting her lip. It was impossible to make noise, as I would not want, because in the next bedroom, behind a closed door, our sons slept. I looked at her sweaty from the southern heat and from the heat of the fucker's body and stroked my half-standing member through the shorts ...
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Early morning. The air conditioning system pumped cool ionized air into the room with a light aroma of wood.
For Alyona, the day began with a knock at the door, she opened her eyes quickly, looked around, found a white velvet robe with the boarding house logo and quickly threw her naked body, tied a knot in her belt, ran to the door and looked through the peephole.
But for Kostya, the day would not have started better at all, his head was splitting, his eyes were cut by a bright light, all he could do was to crawl under a blanket with a groan ...
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For Alyona, the day began with a knock at the door, she opened her eyes quickly, looked around, found a white velvet robe with the boarding house logo and quickly threw her naked body, tied a knot in her belt, ran to the door and looked through the peephole.
But for Kostya, the day would not have started better at all, his head was splitting, his eyes were cut by a bright light, all he could do was to crawl under a blanket with a groan ...
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For some time I was still trying to free myself, but all my attempts ended in failure. I could only move funny and there was no way to cover at least something. Turning my head, I wiped the sperm from my face and hand. But with breast I could not help it. I looked down and saw a thick, wet drop going on my nipple and dripping on my thigh, and on a black stocking you could see a dim stain.
Oh well, what else can happen. Well, someone will come, fuck me, ask him to untie. - & nbsp ...
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Oh well, what else can happen. Well, someone will come, fuck me, ask him to untie. - & nbsp ...
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Oh, oh, oh, her! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Seryozha, my love! Oooh!
Lyuba screamed in a low chest voice, the cave already thoroughly stretched by the excited end of her husband convulsively contracted and expired with orgasmic juices. The woman trembled with her whole body sitting astride on Sergei spread out on the bed and squeezing his shoulders tightly ... Finally, with a slight hoarse, she leaned weakly and tightly pressed her hot breasts to the skin of her beloved. - Sergei, how I love you ... - & nbsp ...
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Lyuba screamed in a low chest voice, the cave already thoroughly stretched by the excited end of her husband convulsively contracted and expired with orgasmic juices. The woman trembled with her whole body sitting astride on Sergei spread out on the bed and squeezing his shoulders tightly ... Finally, with a slight hoarse, she leaned weakly and tightly pressed her hot breasts to the skin of her beloved. - Sergei, how I love you ... - & nbsp ...
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A long time ago, last week, it seems I came across a miniature diary that fell under a bench in an autumn park, made of rather strange skin. He was used up almost completely, obviously with a fountain pen and a pedant. Perhaps read a couple of first pages.
Somehow, in one room of five Stalin, Alena and Kostya lived, they were married for seven years and they had a beautiful daughter and a clever girl, seven-year-old Irishka. She had an independent girl and more than once she went to an elite camp or to her grandfather ...
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Somehow, in one room of five Stalin, Alena and Kostya lived, they were married for seven years and they had a beautiful daughter and a clever girl, seven-year-old Irishka. She had an independent girl and more than once she went to an elite camp or to her grandfather ...
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Later, a few years later, Dmitry found out the truth about the evening, when they had first sex with his beloved Dina. Then they were already married. She herself could not stand it and told him everything. She was difficult and ashamed to hide it ...
So, they are a young couple made an appointment at the apartment with a friend, on Friday, at 17.30.
Dina was supposed to go to her friend Alina, but secretly arranged with Tolik about a meeting a couple of hours before the meeting with Dima. At that time, for two months of meetings and walks with Dima, they never had ...
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So, they are a young couple made an appointment at the apartment with a friend, on Friday, at 17.30.
Dina was supposed to go to her friend Alina, but secretly arranged with Tolik about a meeting a couple of hours before the meeting with Dima. At that time, for two months of meetings and walks with Dima, they never had ...
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I thought for a long time who would be able to play the role of inquisitors of the honor and dignity of a wife, the moral choice of the consequences worried me too. How to furnish it? Invite mutual friends or work colleagues, many of whom knew her too, invite them to the sauna and after libation, offer @ you my wife for dessert? Or rent a hotel room and you @ bat it with strangers from the Internet? The second option was simpler and carried less consequences, but for her it was less humiliating. The second promised big dividends ...
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