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We met for the first time and I was a little embarrassed. After looking at each other and a little studying, I realized that there would be something interesting. In a soft voice, She said to undress. I started to undress and saw a close look, and when I started taking tours, I saw a small light in my eyes.
I was ordered to sit on a chair and She tied me to him, I could not move my arm with my foot, and I realized that it was already in her power. It intrigued and fascinated.
Slightly touching a member and spending on his ...
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I was ordered to sit on a chair and She tied me to him, I could not move my arm with my foot, and I realized that it was already in her power. It intrigued and fascinated.
Slightly touching a member and spending on his ...
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The story is based on real events, but the place names and some facts are deliberately distorted.
Once I received a letter from Galina Petrovna with a request to meet her from the airport after a business trip. Several conditions were indicated and, at the end of the letter, retribution was promised in kind. I gladly supported the initiative of Galina and promised to meet her, asking me to fulfill a number of my wishes. She flew not alone, but with a work colleague, so the meeting process promised to be interesting. I had to ...
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Once I received a letter from Galina Petrovna with a request to meet her from the airport after a business trip. Several conditions were indicated and, at the end of the letter, retribution was promised in kind. I gladly supported the initiative of Galina and promised to meet her, asking me to fulfill a number of my wishes. She flew not alone, but with a work colleague, so the meeting process promised to be interesting. I had to ...
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After meeting my host, my life changed to one hundred and eighty degrees. Now I imagined every man planting his dick in my twat * nku. I mentally peretra * went with all the familiar and unfamiliar men and considered myself an insatiable trooper * hoi. And all this thanks to Oleg Valentinovich. Let me remind the reader that my name is Angela, I am 26 years old, I am a blonde with a plump ass and a third breast size that lived a modest sex life without orgasms, until I met Oleg ...
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And why did I pick up the phone, why did I answer the call ... this is my fate.
- Natasha, well, please, only you can help me Lenka whined into the phone. Otherwise, Vadik and I will never go on vacation. My boss will not let me go if I do not find a replacement courier for this week. Oh please...
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- Natasha, well, please, only you can help me Lenka whined into the phone. Otherwise, Vadik and I will never go on vacation. My boss will not let me go if I do not find a replacement courier for this week. Oh please...
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3 a.m. The end of July. Warm, but damp. There is a knock at the window. Is he. I open it. at first he is just silent, I'm crying. When he realized that it hurt me, that I was tired of this indifference, he hugged me tightly. I felt the warmth of his body, felt his hurt feelings, felt the anger that persuaded him: “Hit her, throw her, humiliate her, and leave!” The pain overwhelmed me ... But then both of us at one moment began tearing each other's clothes off and kissing passionately. His hands snake around my body and ...
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They knocked on the ninth door and when she drove off to the side, they entered the room. Before them was a balcony with windows wide open, transparent curtains fluttering in the breeze, birds singing could be heard. Outside the window, in the distance, the green of an overgrown park with a small lake was visible, several girls were splashing in the water. Antique furniture, silk wallpaper with floral patterns, bamboo-enclosed doorway. - Mmm, you are even two. Apparently the load is heavy. It's good. Keep me company. - pronounced naked ...
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I get up from the couch, unbuttoning my jeans. She watches my movements. No modesty. Nothing extra.When it catches my eye, it does not give me a single sign, like "come on soon, I was waiting for it" or "take off your clothes and fuck me." I want to see it. Now I just need something besides her coldness and restraint.
Member do not touch. I just drop my pants and, stepping over them, take a step towards her. Here, something flashed. Somewhere deep, but I managed to notice. - What is stopping you? Why me...
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Member do not touch. I just drop my pants and, stepping over them, take a step towards her. Here, something flashed. Somewhere deep, but I managed to notice. - What is stopping you? Why me...
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Slavery has no feminine face. We all depend on the will of the one who is closest - the boss, the despotic relative, providence finally. The roles of the actors are inevitably distributed, as in the division of cells, the crystallization of ice. Money, power and sex rule the world. The invisible struggle laid by evolution, is hidden in every act of submission. We obey, but we obey. We sacrifice ourselves for the great purpose that unites the minds of humanity into a hierarchy of submission. We are ants living for the mura of order, enjoying ...
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Pavel entered his medical office in high spirits. Who would have thought that working in a sanatorium for young athletes could be so exciting? Yes, "Swallow" was one of the best resorts of this kind, for some time the state did not stint, allocating money for sports, had to work with the best athletes on the best equipment. But at the same time, however, many things were still done by hand, and this was the most important thing. After all, manually passed inspection ...
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"Somewhere I crossed the line, somewhere I'm lost in time,
I lost my soul and now I’m losing my mind
Alice Cooper, "Time to Kill"
August, 1886 - ... Actually, the commandant of San Prader, John Coleman at your service. So how can I help you, miss ... - Beatrice. My name is Beatrice, monsieur.
Fort San Pradera. An impressive stone structure with spacious rooms and a huge courtyard. He was much older than any of the people who were there now, but compared to ...
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I lost my soul and now I’m losing my mind
Alice Cooper, "Time to Kill"
August, 1886 - ... Actually, the commandant of San Prader, John Coleman at your service. So how can I help you, miss ... - Beatrice. My name is Beatrice, monsieur.
Fort San Pradera. An impressive stone structure with spacious rooms and a huge courtyard. He was much older than any of the people who were there now, but compared to ...
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