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Nina Sergeevna kneaded dough for pancakes when the doorbell rang. Wiping her hands on a towel, she went to the door and looked into the peephole. Only the blond head was visible. - Andrew, dear, is that you? - she guessed. - Yes, Aunt Ning, it's me, my mother asked you to sit while she went to town on business. - chattering patter Andryusha. - Well, come if so.
She opened the door for him and let him inside. She had her own house, like ...
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She opened the door for him and let him inside. She had her own house, like ...
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Dear readers, I will write for you another one of my already 53 stories about my adventures. Briefly remind myself. My name is Ilona. I am now 24 years old, and so I am a simple Ukrainian girl. Of medium height, slim, quite charming, with a chest of the second size and dark hair. And now I'll start my story.
The second month of spring was ending. Everyone was preparing for Easter. Part of the students went home, and I myself was going to walk the last couple on Tuesday and leave home early. While doing the cleaning ...
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The second month of spring was ending. Everyone was preparing for Easter. Part of the students went home, and I myself was going to walk the last couple on Tuesday and leave home early. While doing the cleaning ...
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After that incident, Agir decided for himself that he had found what he wanted. The only thing that depressed him was how quickly he let her go. In his thoughts he was doing with her a lot more. It remained to hope for a continuation.
Aya, who so helped him last time, promised her help further. He was worried about the rapprochement of Aya and his wife Zerin, but here he could not do anything about it. He did not understand this girl. Others at her age twist their tails, grooms are sorted out, and this one has a job and a house, and it comes to them ...
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Aya, who so helped him last time, promised her help further. He was worried about the rapprochement of Aya and his wife Zerin, but here he could not do anything about it. He did not understand this girl. Others at her age twist their tails, grooms are sorted out, and this one has a job and a house, and it comes to them ...
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Even after I stopped worrying and fell in love with femdom, the specifics of our relationship with Oksana continued to embarrass me a little. While at home I gladly accepted whipping and selflessly licked what they were told, in public I wanted to avoid any indication of this. Outside the bedroom, we were just a couple, and that was fine with me.
For Oksana, the borders were much more blurred. She willingly shared the details of our love games with her friends. However, many of her friends, to my ...
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For Oksana, the borders were much more blurred. She willingly shared the details of our love games with her friends. However, many of her friends, to my ...
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Nastya walked with her father and mother along the corridor of the school to the principal's office, to decide on her progress and behavior. Nastya's ass was pleasantly agitated by a new, seven centimeter plug, inserted by her beloved daddy instead of the old six centimeter. From the new sensations she was again excited, her thighs on the inside clearly gleamed, and her panties could be squeezed out.
Svetlana instructed her daughter: - Look, do not let me down, the exam in the nose! Well show yourself to the director and head teacher - ...
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Svetlana instructed her daughter: - Look, do not let me down, the exam in the nose! Well show yourself to the director and head teacher - ...
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At the big break Nastya, as usual, went down to the basement, into the utility room. There, an eighteen-year-old eleventh-grade student was already waiting for three of the same eighteen-year-old eleventh-graders: Misha, Sasha and Dima.
The first to notice was a slender slim figure in a white blouse, black skirt to the knees and white golfers Misha: - Hello, Nastyushka-whore! - he put his hand under her little skirt and pinched the elastic girl's ass. - Hi boys! - Nastya carefully looked at ...
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The first to notice was a slender slim figure in a white blouse, black skirt to the knees and white golfers Misha: - Hello, Nastyushka-whore! - he put his hand under her little skirt and pinched the elastic girl's ass. - Hi boys! - Nastya carefully looked at ...
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Maxim suspected that his wife was cheating on him almost from the very beginning. The first reaction, of course, was despair and anger, because two years had not passed since their wedding, and Angela had already jumped into bed for another. He wanted to immediately arrange a scandal, find out the relationship, but cooled down, he still decided to first make sure of his suspicions, so that he would probably pin the spouse to the wall with facts, and even better catch on the hot.
Time passed, but Angela couldn’t get hold of her hand; he continued to notice all the little things that ...
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Time passed, but Angela couldn’t get hold of her hand; he continued to notice all the little things that ...
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Inspired by the situation of life, the evening watching “The Devil Wears Prada” and listening to the first 6 chapters of the book “Play to Live” by Dmitry Rus.
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He was sitting in a big leather chair. The base is made of solid wood, simply varnished, but the entire sciatic part was made of expensive leather. Why he bought this particular chair, he did not know. A few years ago, he replenished the army of rogue dreamers who were in the clouds, dreaming of fame, success and cursing all who don’t invest in ...
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He was sitting in a big leather chair. The base is made of solid wood, simply varnished, but the entire sciatic part was made of expensive leather. Why he bought this particular chair, he did not know. A few years ago, he replenished the army of rogue dreamers who were in the clouds, dreaming of fame, success and cursing all who don’t invest in ...
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This story began with the fact that in January of this year I received a letter from a reader in a resource on one of the resources where my stories are published. Here it is, practically without banknotes and with the permission of the visitor.
Good night, DD!
Just wanted to express my admiration for your creativity!
Quite by chance I stumbled across the web on this site ... and for several days I have been reading your stories ... and am in complete delight !!! And just today I decided to register on this site in order to personally ...
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Good night, DD!
Just wanted to express my admiration for your creativity!
Quite by chance I stumbled across the web on this site ... and for several days I have been reading your stories ... and am in complete delight !!! And just today I decided to register on this site in order to personally ...
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Anna slept until the evening. A quarter of an hour after Marcus left, Jake returned - they parted on time, otherwise a sad incident would have been unavoidable. It had already happened about five hours ago, and Jake greeted him, worried - usually mother did not sleep during the day, and even so long. Maybe sick? - Mom, are you there? - The son insisted on knocking on Anna’s bedroom door, not daring to enter. And for the better, he would hardly have appreciated the mess left after ...
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