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Why the third, speak? And where is the second part? So and battle, in the story "Eve's Smile"! Replace "Eve" with "Zaya", and you will get a detailed, thorough statement of what happened after Zaya gave me her phone number, having decided after virtual sex for a real date.
Truly, I was impressed by what had happened and captivated by a new girlfriend. The charm of youth and the charm of inexperience is in turn. A certain piquancy in our relationship was made by her status as an alien bride ...
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Truly, I was impressed by what had happened and captivated by a new girlfriend. The charm of youth and the charm of inexperience is in turn. A certain piquancy in our relationship was made by her status as an alien bride ...
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There was no mood, I wanted to wash, go to bed, and forget everything that happens last month. Forget this does not succeed, she changed a loved one, twice, and got pleasure from it. Going to bed will not work either, because Vasya, without warning, came to her apartment. Even in the shower do not go ...
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The church bell cut the air with a call for evening prayer. The nuns hurried into the main building, where the evening meeting took place. Sister Mary fell a little behind others, frantically searching for something. “Lord Jesus, where is my prayer book? I could not leave him somewhere. ” Being late for the meeting threatened with severe reprimand from mother. She frantically tried to remember exactly where she could sow the ill-fated little book. “Is it really in the kitchen storage?” Panic fear slowly covered the girl. She has...
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The door creaked softly, letting the guest in. A dim light burned in the basement. The premises were divided into several departments. In the near lay some bags and boxes of canned food, banks. Apparently, these are products purchased for sale.
A board creaked under Vicki’s leg, and in the far room, closed by a cage, something rustled. Vika stopped for a moment, but again confidently stepped forward.
Over the next partition, she saw the bed, a small, single. She was knocked down, as if she was just lying on her and ...
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A board creaked under Vicki’s leg, and in the far room, closed by a cage, something rustled. Vika stopped for a moment, but again confidently stepped forward.
Over the next partition, she saw the bed, a small, single. She was knocked down, as if she was just lying on her and ...
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Zoya Fyodorovna Kobylyanskaya (and among the female staff of the military sanatorium, simply “Mare”), a bright forty-year-old blonde, with large blue eyes and narrow eyebrows clearly growing with black ink, was a good basketball player, was listed as the chief doctor of the sanatorium in the distant wilderness between Khabarovsk and Vladivostok. How and when she appeared here, no one knew, except for the narrow circle of the girls of the chief physician with whom she ...
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Vika opened her eyes. Her head ached terribly, and the girl put her hand to her forehead - she was wearing a light bandage. The girl wanted to sit down, but the pain did not let her do it. Turning his head, Vika found the owner of this house - he was sitting near the fireplace, thoughtful and tense, but no less beautiful than he was in the forest. Flames cast light on his sophisticated profile and made him look a bit unreal. On his lap was a book, in an old leather, but very shabby binding, he ...
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I hear a car drive up. Slammed the door. The clatter of heels in the doorway behind the door. Of course it's her. How can I not learn this favorite knock.My favorite is coming, even seems in a hurry. I am already looking forward to shifting from one foot to the other, standing in the corridor. The key is in the lock. But I beat her by opening the door from the inside. Boom, fell in and immediately around my neck. - Yura! Hey. - she hung on my neck and happily blurted her legs. - You so long stayed today Alenka. Phone...
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- Do you know Vadik, that guy, two floors above us, that he lives with his mother, although he is already twenty years old? - Yes. I understand who you are talking about. Togo, which is not all right? - I figured in the head of our young neighbor, who has strong deviations in mental development, such as, even down. - Poor boy. It looks so good physically and there is absolutely nothing in the brain. Like a child. - What are you talking about his appearance? - And we yesterday ...
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From the author. The presented story was once written as one of the parts of the great story "The cult of the female body." Its first chapters are published. Being the first author's experience in the erotic genre, the story does not look successful. However, according to the author, this passage has turned out to be of higher quality, claiming to be an independent publication, and is now being offered for familiarization to a respected audience. His main character is a prototype for the story “Christina” laid out here.
The author is still ...
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The events described in the story take place in a parallel universe and are artistic fiction; coincidences with reality are random.
Olga is a thirty-year-old platinum blonde with a gorgeous figure who teaches ancient culture and philosophy at one of the top universities in the capital. Her husband, Dmitry, is a young, younger spouse by five years, but already a landscape designer in demand in Europe. They met at the university where Dmitry came to receive another international ...
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Olga is a thirty-year-old platinum blonde with a gorgeous figure who teaches ancient culture and philosophy at one of the top universities in the capital. Her husband, Dmitry, is a young, younger spouse by five years, but already a landscape designer in demand in Europe. They met at the university where Dmitry came to receive another international ...
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