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On Mamba, putting a photo of an attractive beauty, I received more than 50 messages and 400 profile views in the first 2 hours. After 2 weeks, the questionnaire was stably watched by 50–60 people a day, and 10–15 messages arrived. This is the saddest days. The peak reached 30. (It would be more than 3 times, if not for the restrictions of Mamba). The men themselves gave me virtual gifts, twice - at my request. A week later, I already had 6 gifts, from men 20-35. This made the questionnaire realistic. Few have ...
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- I love the pool on the nat - re! - I said to my friend Zhenya, when we looked at how our classmates came out of the women's locker room - That’s the first couple, and Monday, but still, it's worth it.
And indeed, the girls we had had a bad temper, all such beauties, skaters, even shower caps did not spoil their image. Although who will look at the hats, when the elegant ass just riveted the lustful looks of the guys. - Eh, Kiryukh - sighed ...
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And indeed, the girls we had had a bad temper, all such beauties, skaters, even shower caps did not spoil their image. Although who will look at the hats, when the elegant ass just riveted the lustful looks of the guys. - Eh, Kiryukh - sighed ...
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How a headache. It feels like I was beaten all night yesterday. Nausea Drinking, really thirsty. These are all signs of a hangover, so yesterday I drank a lot. Red walls? I have no such. WHERE I AM?? Who is it? Next to me lay a man of good looks, but completely unfamiliar to me. I examined the room in which I was located. Nothing unusual, no scattered clothes and ... a wig? Strange, I don’t wear wigs, and besides me there are no more girls here, at least in this room.
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I notice it from afar. Long-haired, stooped, with glasses - even in the dark it is hard not to recognize. In a gray coat with a hood thrown over her head, she quickly minces along the path in my direction. She looks down at her feet and actively waves her right hand so as not to slip. Left she holds the bag.
Here between the kindergarten and the house formed a narrow trodden path leading to the subway. I am already walking along this path, between us twenty meters - no more. Suddenly, I slip and picture ...
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Here between the kindergarten and the house formed a narrow trodden path leading to the subway. I am already walking along this path, between us twenty meters - no more. Suddenly, I slip and picture ...
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The next day did not bring anything positive, the same cold wind on the street, the same small room, all the same work ... Only the Night girlfriend did not allow me to become depressed by the monotony of life. All this flashed through my head for the time I was washing. Looking at my rumpled face with a splitting bristle and hair disheveled from sleep, I am for a comb. In the midst of my morning procedures, I heard soft footsteps, my nightly girlfriend woke up and walked into the bathroom ... In p ...
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Hunting for partridges in a dream and reality.
Part II. Andante "Krasnogorsk fads."
12. "This is not Vivaldi!"
Like a finger in a glass.
- What a Galya! - he hears suddenly and cannot understand why someone shakes his head with such force. - I invited one lady to visit, and he called ...
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Part II. Andante "Krasnogorsk fads."
12. "This is not Vivaldi!"
Like a finger in a glass.
- What a Galya! - he hears suddenly and cannot understand why someone shakes his head with such force. - I invited one lady to visit, and he called ...
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On courses from the entire group of more than twenty people, Victor immediately noticed three girls. They were completely different. One sat on the desk in front of him, she was a tall brunette with a sweet, homely face, about twenty-five, constantly smiling and communicating with everyone. Nothing fancy, but quite nice. The other is a woman of thirty-five. She had a beautiful triangular face and dyed bright red hair, her wrinkles were barely visible. She chatted a lot with everyone around, and Victor ...
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She is a tall brunette, with 2 breast sizes. Her name is Inga. She was not very modest. It so happened that she preferred mostly girls than men, and if men, only Koreans. Together with the girl, she basically indicated the direction, that is, played the role of a guy. She had a fun and groovy character. You could talk about anything with her, without fear that she would judge or tell someone.
He is tall, medium build, not very ...
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He is tall, medium build, not very ...
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I am one of those girls who are called expensive - in the literal sense. Except in rare cases, the time spent with me is expensive for men. No, I am not a prostitute, although some of my friends with whom I am not friends are considered that way. I'm a klofelinschitsa. Yes, yes, that same flitty girl who will gladly make you, my dear rich and lustful uncle, is poorer for the entire amount of the contents of your wallet. I do not think that I am doing something criminal - you have to pay for the pleasure. I pay ...
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