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After finishing with the cream, I handed over the tube to Christine. She, with mischief looking first at Viktor Ivanovich, and then at Yuri, gave the tube to them and raised her hands up. As if surrendered to them in captivity. The men exchanged glances and set about smearing. Within a minute, their trunks tensed in her direction. And "surrendered to the mercy of the winners" Christine, looking at it, just laughed, quite pleased with the impression made. It is not known what all this scene would have ended with, but a young one passed by us ...
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My name is Svetlana, I am an ordinary spouse and an ordinary mother. Son lives with us, in June he graduated from school. A daughter is studying at the institute in the regional center. We live in a small provincial town. Where almost all residents know each other and it is almost impossible to hide something unusual from prying eyes.
Our family is friendly. I have a close relationship with my husband and children. But can we all get closer to each other?
This question arose for me quite recently. More precisely, it voluntarily or involuntarily ...
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Our family is friendly. I have a close relationship with my husband and children. But can we all get closer to each other?
This question arose for me quite recently. More precisely, it voluntarily or involuntarily ...
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1984, May, he never returned to me, but this is not the end of the world, there are other guys who stare at me, wink, but my first love left a deep scar and the wound healed slowly ...
I noticed him a long time ago, a tall guy, with thick black hair, with a face like singer Zakharov, he worked in the next shop and I passed him many times a day, at first he just smiled and then picked up courage, went over and just said his name is Igor and he wants with me ...
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I noticed him a long time ago, a tall guy, with thick black hair, with a face like singer Zakharov, he worked in the next shop and I passed him many times a day, at first he just smiled and then picked up courage, went over and just said his name is Igor and he wants with me ...
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We met in the dining room, at lunchtime; he sat opposite and did not take his eyes off me ...
Coming up to me, he smiled and asked: - What is a nice Jewish creature doing at the factory and why not in a white coat, but in a black robe? - I work in a thug place, and you, as I noticed in the face, somewhere in the welding shop ...
His face was smeared with something black with the marks of the mask he took off ... - my name is Fima, and what about you? - Lina, it's nice to meet you, but it is ...
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Coming up to me, he smiled and asked: - What is a nice Jewish creature doing at the factory and why not in a white coat, but in a black robe? - I work in a thug place, and you, as I noticed in the face, somewhere in the welding shop ...
His face was smeared with something black with the marks of the mask he took off ... - my name is Fima, and what about you? - Lina, it's nice to meet you, but it is ...
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Youth is so stupid, sorry she passed and did not return, if I knew, what I know, I would have lived a different life ...
Well, then, when I was 18-19, life was known in tears and mistakes.
I had a girlfriend, Lorca, I had to be two nurses, in one place we worked and lived very close, made friends quickly, a pity not for the rest of my life ... Such friends never come across twice.
We worked at the plant and got into one place for the same reason, get a referral to the institute, after working a year at the plant. Well, she and ...
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Well, then, when I was 18-19, life was known in tears and mistakes.
I had a girlfriend, Lorca, I had to be two nurses, in one place we worked and lived very close, made friends quickly, a pity not for the rest of my life ... Such friends never come across twice.
We worked at the plant and got into one place for the same reason, get a referral to the institute, after working a year at the plant. Well, she and ...
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- Vika, how do you assess the world of swingers in general? - asked Christina. - Actually, there is no single and integral world of swingers. In this world there are several directions, different in style of behavior and almost not intersecting with each other like currents in the ocean. I would call the “Gulf Stream” of the swingers world the so-called “disposable” swingers. These are the ones who swing with a new pair for themselves only once. Although in correspondence and in a preliminary meeting, they pose as aspiring to permanent ...
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Having gathered after bathing already on the shore, we began to discuss the domestic aspect of our plans for the evening.If you go to the disco, then the family will have to return from it already in the dark and the problem of flashlights arises. And if we go to Utrish with an overnight stay, then we have only one double tent for six of us. In the end, it was decided that each of the returning family members in the evening should charge their mobile phone to the fullest so that the lighting would be enough for the whole way. And on Utrish they just decided to take just in case ...
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And then the day came when my parents left overnight to the country. I generally preferred that IT happen on “my territory”, I thought I would feel more relaxed and relaxed. We agreed to meet in advance, and I knew in advance what was going to happen that night. Therefore, I shaved my “pussy” (I left a neat triangle on top of the genital lips), took a bath with fragrant oils. I borrowed a bit of her French perfume from my mother, put on the most erotic ...
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Immediately I warn you that the story does not pretend to 100% accuracy, although it is based on real events that happened to us. Like any “literary work” (forgive me for my audacity to call my pearls “a literary work”), he is not devoid of a certain amount of fiction.
Well, this was the first time THIS ... I will try to remember ... Although it will be interesting to write (and read to someone) the prehistory of our first night.
By that time Ilyushik and I had already met for a couple of months ...
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Well, this was the first time THIS ... I will try to remember ... Although it will be interesting to write (and read to someone) the prehistory of our first night.
By that time Ilyushik and I had already met for a couple of months ...
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The first day at the rocking chair went surprisingly easy. The indifference of others, so upset at first, now played into her hands. Nastasya felt a little lonely in this busy crowd, but, on the other hand, there was complete freedom: only you, extra weight and a simulator. Not knowing what to start with, Nastya climbed onto the vacant exercise bike and tuned in to ride till you drop. Having played with the settings, she received a medium resistance from the simulator and went. Nastasya traveled a long time, first ...
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