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From the balcony of the house next door a little boy starts up airplanes. They hover over the yard for a long time and go down anywhere.
Once the plane flew into my balcony. A day later another one arrived. The third I noticed in the grass, went down and picked up.
The boy is tearing up someone's old records and their scraps fall to me.
1 ... on the sofa in the living room and the TV was watching. Next to the chairs, mother and dad. Started the movie. Masha came out, twisted and lay next to my head on my chest, and I laid my hands on it.
When the characters on the screen became ...
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Once the plane flew into my balcony. A day later another one arrived. The third I noticed in the grass, went down and picked up.
The boy is tearing up someone's old records and their scraps fall to me.
1 ... on the sofa in the living room and the TV was watching. Next to the chairs, mother and dad. Started the movie. Masha came out, twisted and lay next to my head on my chest, and I laid my hands on it.
When the characters on the screen became ...
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- What happened after that memorable meeting with Marina? - Well, friends, in the conventional sense, we, of course, did not. But for cousins, our status was dragged. She helped me dress, shared experiences, and there was something to share. My father rejoiced, thinking that we got close to him for his sake. But those watch that Marina launched in me ticked more and more. And despite the constant masturbation, sometimes 6 times a day, despite the instant excitement, on a series of orgasms ...
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This is my first attempt to describe a case that happened to me several years ago. I don’t know which writer I’m going to make, I’ll write, it's up to you, my readers, to decide. This happened in August 2010, when there was unbearable heat in Moscow and peatlands were burning. All night I was tormented not being able to sleep. I undressed to the goal, but it did not save. In the morning it became a little cooler and the morning freshness began to blow out into the open window.
I got up and went to the window. We lived on the first floor. On the street...
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I got up and went to the window. We lived on the first floor. On the street...
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- Let's continue. What happened next? - Once, when my father was on a long trip and, accordingly, I stopped trying to catch him with Marina, three lessons were canceled and I returned home much earlier than usual. Marinina car was in the yard, which surprised me - she usually puts her in the garage. I went into the house and I was enraged - from the second floor there were sounds that you can’t confuse with anything ... - You thought that she was cheating on your father ...
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- Good afternoon, sit down, please. Let's start. - Let's ... - What is your name? - Jeanne. - Is that the real name? You do not need to hide anything from me, otherwise I will not help. How old are you now? - Yes, the present. I'm 42. - And you think that you are a nymphomaniac? - Yes. - But why? “Because ... I'm right now ... okay.” Because I think about sex all the time, even in a dream. Even at work, on the bus ...
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Rules followed by a good host:
1. Emotions. There is an erroneous opinion that the born slaves need only a good spanking, a pig attitude and a corncob in pussy. This is not quite true, although it also has a place to be. Slave needs a master who wants his bitch. He wants her. Dominate, manage, tame and educate for themselves. Flog, rape, harass, praise, kiss, caress. Desire and emotion are simply obliged to come to the fore. Each slave causes ...
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1. Emotions. There is an erroneous opinion that the born slaves need only a good spanking, a pig attitude and a corncob in pussy. This is not quite true, although it also has a place to be. Slave needs a master who wants his bitch. He wants her. Dominate, manage, tame and educate for themselves. Flog, rape, harass, praise, kiss, caress. Desire and emotion are simply obliged to come to the fore. Each slave causes ...
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We spread the work of our girlfriend, Karina Kai, who was tragically gone. Light memory to her, and her talent is eternal! Genre - erotic utopia, bigots, do not whine, it is humiliating.
"Unchained walk forward, the prologue"
Darkana looked around, this beautiful elf clearly made her a hint, folding her fingers with a certain gesture, three fingers like a fan and others like a ring, which meant wanting to meet. She just arrived at the excavation site yesterday. The Institute of Genetic Engineering and Genetics sent her for examination ...
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"Unchained walk forward, the prologue"
Darkana looked around, this beautiful elf clearly made her a hint, folding her fingers with a certain gesture, three fingers like a fan and others like a ring, which meant wanting to meet. She just arrived at the excavation site yesterday. The Institute of Genetic Engineering and Genetics sent her for examination ...
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Good night, Tatka ... Or even Jenny? And yet, it doesn’t matter: today is our beyond night when you can allow yourself to be united in two faces.
Although, actually, why did you decide that you can afford something or not allow it? Everything that happens today will happen solely by my will, which you will meekly follow. So I allow and even instruct you. I, Mickey, your lord and sovereign.
Today we...
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Although, actually, why did you decide that you can afford something or not allow it? Everything that happens today will happen solely by my will, which you will meekly follow. So I allow and even instruct you. I, Mickey, your lord and sovereign.
Today we...
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Victor dreamed about Rita for a long time, but she seemed not to notice him ... At school, he stood out because he very successfully participated in competitions, found time to play sports. He was not a nerd. Perfectionist in clothes. Tall, with short dark brown hair and eyes that fluttered the girls, meeting his gaze. The color of the eyes was green-brown, changed like a chameleon, depending on the mood.
Graduation class. Victor went the usual way. I looked at my watch ...
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Graduation class. Victor went the usual way. I looked at my watch ...
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"Weird girl. What is she sitting here for the third day? Well-dressed, pretty, the documents are in order, and sleeps at the station like a bomzhiha. He writes something else in his notebook. Maybe it’s a plan for the station and the mode of protection for the bad guys. Deliver her to the office, but interrogate with predilection. “- probably, the patrolmen passing by me for these days for the hundredth time think so.
I would be glad to move from the station to a normal apartment, but I just can't get it off. All these...
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I would be glad to move from the station to a normal apartment, but I just can't get it off. All these...
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