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A lonely girl in a light dress on a night road is not a sight for the faint of heart. From her fragile figure for kilometer breathed trouble. Rare cars rushed past, not even thinking to slow down, and she really needed to, right now, someone took her away from here. She turned out to be here, fleeing from her “friends,” so gallant in ordinary life. But the wild nature and the abundance of alcohol changed them beyond recognition. Lisa was the only girl in the company and aspirations were directed to her ...
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The devil pulled him to lose the bet, and for this he had to get into the apartment and take the box. Having called at the door, Andrey (that was the name of our hero), having made sure that nobody was there, entered the apartment. Yes, for him there was no problem opening any door. But he was not a thief.
It was dark. Turning on the flashlight, he began to look around. Thank God, no animals. Suddenly, he heard someone sigh. Oppanki. Andrew began to move more slowly. Going into some room, he saw the girl sleeping peacefully. The curtains were not ...
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It was dark. Turning on the flashlight, he began to look around. Thank God, no animals. Suddenly, he heard someone sigh. Oppanki. Andrew began to move more slowly. Going into some room, he saw the girl sleeping peacefully. The curtains were not ...
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The next day, our ranks increased. Already in the morning, Aram and a married couple, Rashid and Amina, joined us on the beach. When the Turkish woman took off her clothes, I admired her body. She had a beautiful figure, a large but graceful hourglass shape. Her big breasts immediately drove crazy any man. Black hairs were visible, which could not cover the melting, but apparently, unshaven, not at all embarrassed the Turkish woman. Otherwise, everything is smooth, on a beautiful, dark skin. The whole ...
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The bright rays of the sun passed through the window and stroked my face, hitting my eyes, from which I woke up. Today promised to be boring, not like yesterday:
Yesterday I woke up not because of the sun, because he was not there, but because of the duty to his work. There was no sun yesterday all day. Rainy, cool weather with a weak, but nasty wind was replaced only by a more severe weather with heavy rain and gusty wind. Despite this, I got up, went to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror ...
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Yesterday I woke up not because of the sun, because he was not there, but because of the duty to his work. There was no sun yesterday all day. Rainy, cool weather with a weak, but nasty wind was replaced only by a more severe weather with heavy rain and gusty wind. Despite this, I got up, went to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror ...
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Breathing was hard. Felt as if plunged into the ocean abyss, like Jacques Yves Cousteau. But he bore it normally, but I sat at the table and gasped. An invisible gripe was squeezing the chest, and each attempt at a deep breath brought a new portion of hellish headache.
“What the fuck? What's wrong?"
Thoughts about calling an ambulance came to mind more and more often. However, every time I reached for the phone, something stopped me. The pain subsided briefly, so that at that moment when I ...
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“What the fuck? What's wrong?"
Thoughts about calling an ambulance came to mind more and more often. However, every time I reached for the phone, something stopped me. The pain subsided briefly, so that at that moment when I ...
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Ten o'clock. Semi-empty subway car. I am sitting in front of a beautiful girl, whom I had already noticed for a long time, but I try not to look in her direction. My eyes skimming over annoying advertisements, falling on passengers, studying my own hands, but all thoughts are concentrated on her - the opposite girl. She has dark straight hair, wide brown eyes, and a third-sized breast. She herself well-groomed, slim. The face is cute, and in the nose a neat little piercing. I am a dark magician and today decided a little ...
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If youth knew — if old age could! Everything is logical, but maybe an explosive mixture in one person. And this is my childhood friend and a stormy youth spent, Zhora, aka Georgy, aka Georgy Ivanovich Milovanov, operas by the grace of God and such an incredible experience of direct struggle and subtlety struggle. So do not sit by him! Experience and knowledge of the future is the sea of energy in this young body.
Our weddings were held in one day, everything was chino and modest, but the next day we were with my wives and ...
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Our weddings were held in one day, everything was chino and modest, but the next day we were with my wives and ...
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All day long at the new job I was thinking only about one thing: what did the plan fail me for Kalancha, having received a fucking revenge instead of fucking revenge on jo ... that is, the ass? Curiosity sorted out me, and in the evening, like a goby on a chain, I trudged to her house, with a little book under my arm, like some kind of love to God! What is wrong with me? Why am I interested in some kind of idiotic (I'm sure of it!) Plan? Why do I need this information? I am tired, bitch, I want to sleep, but instead of resting, I trudge home to the Scarecrow for some unknown purpose.
Olka was at home ...
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Olka was at home ...
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Returning from work, Vick as usual lovila the views of men. The girl was a female obturator of a thrusting body, a breast of third size, an elastic band and thick and chest hair.
Having come home, Viktoria immediately went to the bath. Examining in the mirror of their fresh, young body, she didn’t have to caress her own hands, with her hands on her unloading body. Sleeping alone, the girl thought about the present day.
Having poured out in the morning, Vik looked at the alarm clock and realized that she had slept. As quickly as possible ...
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Having come home, Viktoria immediately went to the bath. Examining in the mirror of their fresh, young body, she didn’t have to caress her own hands, with her hands on her unloading body. Sleeping alone, the girl thought about the present day.
Having poured out in the morning, Vik looked at the alarm clock and realized that she had slept. As quickly as possible ...
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The man dropped the call on the phone and angrily threw him aside. How he was tired of these constant cavils of his wife: he did something wrong, he didn’t say so ... Not only did he eat his brain at home, he also calls him to work to say what a goat he is! Oh, those constant family problems, each time new, but no less problematic. Now they call my son to school, they don't take another to the garden, and his wife asks for a fur coat! That is because the bitch is selling, in fact, like all women! Some people take for sex with diamonds and cars, here ...
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