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*** The story is based on the real Anna ***
An adult bald man, forty-six years old, confidently descended the stairs and had already reached the fifth floor. In his hand he held a beautiful bouquet of red roses. Today was a special day, or rather an evening, but especially a special night was supposed to turn out, and Victor felt it with all his gut. His wife went on a weekend to her mother, who had a knee in pain, and Victor had a long-awaited chance, which he immediately decided to take full advantage of.
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An adult bald man, forty-six years old, confidently descended the stairs and had already reached the fifth floor. In his hand he held a beautiful bouquet of red roses. Today was a special day, or rather an evening, but especially a special night was supposed to turn out, and Victor felt it with all his gut. His wife went on a weekend to her mother, who had a knee in pain, and Victor had a long-awaited chance, which he immediately decided to take full advantage of.
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The party was gaining momentum, and the gothic mansion in the Gothic style glowed with bright lights. A casual visitor who has glanced here at a spark would have been amazed, having appeared in the epicenter of the holiday, which struck with incompatible, it would seem, things - absence of unbridledness ...
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Today is another Friday, and the bar is full of people.
Standing at the bar, I often talk with visitors. So the new one came up, he was in anticipation of Friday evening. “Don't you know what a brunette in a red dress is?” - he slyly winks at me. - What do you say - will she give me today or not? I try to see someone in a scarlet dress in a crowd, and then my heart is cold. - Oh my God! That's her!! - breaks out of my chest. - What is it, man? - & nbsp ...
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Standing at the bar, I often talk with visitors. So the new one came up, he was in anticipation of Friday evening. “Don't you know what a brunette in a red dress is?” - he slyly winks at me. - What do you say - will she give me today or not? I try to see someone in a scarlet dress in a crowd, and then my heart is cold. - Oh my God! That's her!! - breaks out of my chest. - What is it, man? - & nbsp ...
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These pheromones of love, I felt from the screen on the monitor. Everything is trivially simple: he added as a friend, Natasha (that is the name of the heroine) wrote: “Is that you?” (As it turned out, she mixed up with some guy from the club), so what can I answer this question?
- of course it's me!
From this, everything started ... According to the correspondence, there was a strong sympathy, apparently that guy who I looked like was strongly hooked on her. After reviewing her pictures - for myself, I discovered that the girl is not stupid, figure, face, hair, and of course: chest, butt, ...
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- of course it's me!
From this, everything started ... According to the correspondence, there was a strong sympathy, apparently that guy who I looked like was strongly hooked on her. After reviewing her pictures - for myself, I discovered that the girl is not stupid, figure, face, hair, and of course: chest, butt, ...
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The sperm of an old fat taxi driver slowly flows out of me ... I still kneel in front of the six who fucked me on the hood of a six and selflessly suck his dick. A man has twice finished in me (oh, yes, this is his trickle of sperm flowing from my pussy without stopping!), But I just broke up ... I caress his cock, smoothly moving to the balls ... Wow! Large! I try to take them in my mouth completely, caress them ... They roll under my fingers. Then again switch to the member - ...
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This story, which happened many years ago with my wife, was recently told to me by my beloved. Maybe I would never have known about her if I hadn’t insisted for a long time that my wife “repent” of any sin of her youth, which probably happened to everyone, but not everyone will be able to admit her the second half. I am madly in love with my wife Natasha, I love her sexuality in all its manifestations.
When Natasha was 18 years old, she went to enter the institute in another city. It is necessary ...
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When Natasha was 18 years old, she went to enter the institute in another city. It is necessary ...
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Today on the S-site I barely have time to respond to all chats, many notice that I have many interlocutors and stop writing, while others try to get my attention by any means ...
In my profile is the preferred age of interlocutors 25-55 years, but sometimes it is interesting to talk with those who are younger and consider you a hot mom or mlf (mom loves facts), and sometimes with those who are older and for whom I am a young girl. .
So today I received a request from a young Hispanic, with a little angel face ...
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In my profile is the preferred age of interlocutors 25-55 years, but sometimes it is interesting to talk with those who are younger and consider you a hot mom or mlf (mom loves facts), and sometimes with those who are older and for whom I am a young girl. .
So today I received a request from a young Hispanic, with a little angel face ...
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I woke up from incomprehensible sounds from a nearby bungalow. Having listened, I realized that they have sex there. I smiled and turned to you ... What is it? Your half of the bed was empty ... I lay in confusion a little longer, hoping that you would come now. But time passed, and you all was not. Throwing sundress I walked through the bungalow. Lanterns in the corners of the room did not give full coverage, but it was clear that you were not there. I took the bag and went downstairs to the 24-hour Pavilion restaurant. From...
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