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The next day, Ivanushka, having come to a meeting with Analina, instead of a girl, met Watery. - My friend, Vodyanik! And how good this girl is, Analina - Ivanushka rolled her eyes. - Do you like it? - with a sly grin asked Vodny - Oh, friend Vodyanik, do not believe it, at first glance! - Eeee! You fell in love with a mermaid!
Ivanushka, looking down, picked a hillock with his bast. - Well, so be it! Take it away! For...
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Ivanushka, looking down, picked a hillock with his bast. - Well, so be it! Take it away! For...
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We decided to have lunch today with a light snack, as we had a snack almost from the morning. Egor and Vadim were playing chess, Lena took Victor to wander around the area. There she once again asked for forgiveness for her breakdown. Looking into his eyes asked:
“Does my swagger make you much worse?” I am forty years old, every day that comes adds me age. - The wrath of God is a thirty-seven year old woman.
- Everybody gets old ...
- I am not interested in "everything"! I'm talking about myself ...! Sorry, again ...
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“Does my swagger make you much worse?” I am forty years old, every day that comes adds me age. - The wrath of God is a thirty-seven year old woman.
- Everybody gets old ...
- I am not interested in "everything"! I'm talking about myself ...! Sorry, again ...
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Idleness for - fiction in the studio !!! By the way - porn here a little bit, more and more water and plotter.
I have not written this for a long time, sorry if that.
Most people think of me as an ordinary girl, a little sad and most likely not beautiful. It is understandable - my nose twists slightly to the side after a fracture in childhood, my eyebrows are thick and dark, my eyes opposite are light blue, and all this is on a gray, earthen face with small pits from old acne. I have a peculiar figure ...
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I have not written this for a long time, sorry if that.
Most people think of me as an ordinary girl, a little sad and most likely not beautiful. It is understandable - my nose twists slightly to the side after a fracture in childhood, my eyebrows are thick and dark, my eyes opposite are light blue, and all this is on a gray, earthen face with small pits from old acne. I have a peculiar figure ...
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- And what do you think it is? Asked Bonnie Gray, looking suspiciously at the strange-looking wooden object lying on the table. Even now, when curiosity tormented her, she kept in her tone arrogance towards Sam.
The young man straightened his glasses and sat down in a chair. “I have no idea,” he answered honestly. “Found this thing in the basement last week.” We only moved to this house a month ago. What is just left from the past ...
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The young man straightened his glasses and sat down in a chair. “I have no idea,” he answered honestly. “Found this thing in the basement last week.” We only moved to this house a month ago. What is just left from the past ...
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Tugarin, for the joy that I blessed him with Sophia, galloped forward, returned, galloped away again. - Tugarin, calm down already - Oh, Prince, oh, Prince ...
Tugarin didn’t have enough words - Tugarin, how long will we go? - Half a day, prince. - Maybe you want a snack? I have a self-painted cloth - No, Prince. No I do not want to
And he rushed forward again. - Highlight you Carl filly - I patted ...
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Tugarin didn’t have enough words - Tugarin, how long will we go? - Half a day, prince. - Maybe you want a snack? I have a self-painted cloth - No, Prince. No I do not want to
And he rushed forward again. - Highlight you Carl filly - I patted ...
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I decided to write a story. In reality, all this was or I came up with. How much I embellished or everything was just like that, you decide. Well, I just wrote this story.
Bar - Come on. We need to talk.
This time everything will be right. And magic will be this guarantor.
I skip the girl in front and follow.
We go down to the first floor of the club. I take her to the corner between the exit and the wardrobes. - You know, I'm sick of it all. You constantly run from me. Trying to lie to me and myself ...
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Bar - Come on. We need to talk.
This time everything will be right. And magic will be this guarantor.
I skip the girl in front and follow.
We go down to the first floor of the club. I take her to the corner between the exit and the wardrobes. - You know, I'm sick of it all. You constantly run from me. Trying to lie to me and myself ...
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Slogan: In the Soviet Union, sex was!
At the bus stop crowded people, waiting for the bus.
Burned the sun and nimble sparrows; then picking up and piling on each other, taking off and chirping loudly, and fluttering from branch to branch of an overgrown maple, they took away a crust of bread from a lucky man and, as soon as it was possible, the crust of bread was in another beak from another lucky man, flew at him and squealing the ball rolled down through the leaves and branches, and crumbled right on the ground - Frrrr! That bathed in ...
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At the bus stop crowded people, waiting for the bus.
Burned the sun and nimble sparrows; then picking up and piling on each other, taking off and chirping loudly, and fluttering from branch to branch of an overgrown maple, they took away a crust of bread from a lucky man and, as soon as it was possible, the crust of bread was in another beak from another lucky man, flew at him and squealing the ball rolled down through the leaves and branches, and crumbled right on the ground - Frrrr! That bathed in ...
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By mid-December snow piled up, but it was warm.
For Siberia, a frost of three or four degrees is a thaw.
Martynich went to the morning milking.
Martynich's little woman stands on the outskirts, to go through the whole village to her, and so the woman gets up neither the light, nor the dawn.
It was the fifth hour of the morning.
Or nights?
The damaged, aging moon, turned yellow in a black star-strewn sky.
Martynich in boots with galoshes, in a padded jacket and an old shawl. Martynikha is already the seventh decade, but the woman is still bright - she goes to the club ...
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For Siberia, a frost of three or four degrees is a thaw.
Martynich went to the morning milking.
Martynich's little woman stands on the outskirts, to go through the whole village to her, and so the woman gets up neither the light, nor the dawn.
It was the fifth hour of the morning.
Or nights?
The damaged, aging moon, turned yellow in a black star-strewn sky.
Martynich in boots with galoshes, in a padded jacket and an old shawl. Martynikha is already the seventh decade, but the woman is still bright - she goes to the club ...
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Welcome to the delusional life of the sexually concerned. Morning here usually began with a blowjob, hard, throat, which I always hated, because nobody vomited the gag reflex, and sometimes it was very difficult to restrain him. Hated and flowed, because I was excited by its smell, taste, and just the presence nearby. And in the body there is an eternal desire to get relaxation, the eternal desire for orgasm. Only Evdokimov was cruel, even implacable. Now, leaving, he not only chained me with his foot ...
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The city tired him. He pulled energy out of him.
When he worked and he had to go there and back, the forces still remained. But once he went to town twice in one day; home, from a stop, he barely dragged, almost, without falling asleep on the go.
He took off his shoes, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and the fatigue, weighting, blinding his eyelids, and he splashed cold water on his face. Water stirred up, he changed clothes and went to the kitchen. If he was hungry, he dined; if he did not feel hunger, he drank coffee. Coffee too ...
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When he worked and he had to go there and back, the forces still remained. But once he went to town twice in one day; home, from a stop, he barely dragged, almost, without falling asleep on the go.
He took off his shoes, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and the fatigue, weighting, blinding his eyelids, and he splashed cold water on his face. Water stirred up, he changed clothes and went to the kitchen. If he was hungry, he dined; if he did not feel hunger, he drank coffee. Coffee too ...
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