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I entered in a blue dress, you remember this dress, my lord: the deepest neckline, from which the rod out my white, delicate breasts, and the skirt with a slit in the front - there was a lace petticoat attached, but I don’t wear it, my lord, so that the little hair sparkled as you like.
Ten of our lackeys lined up along the wall, as usual, in uniform leggings and vests on top of snow-white T-shirts, on the necks - butterflies. They instantly hatched on my pussy of yours, because you, my lord, forbade my panties ...
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Ten of our lackeys lined up along the wall, as usual, in uniform leggings and vests on top of snow-white T-shirts, on the necks - butterflies. They instantly hatched on my pussy of yours, because you, my lord, forbade my panties ...
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Mila awoke many hours later. Nervous tension in the compartment with the medicine did their job, the body needed rest. Sleepy looked around the room, building her thoughts in the usual manner. She remembered everything that happened, but she did not worry much because of this — either she was too tired to be afraid, or she was pumped with something else, which was more likely. The room where it was located was a small room like a monastic cell, with only a narrow bed, a bedside table and a small TV set on a hinge ...
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Glass doors opened, and my woman walked into the quivering light of a multitude of candles. For several long seconds she froze in a deep curtain revealing her. Straightened up. Her dark gold hair ran down her back, her bang with a heavy wave hid her left eye, flowing around her charming heart shape. Shameless evening make-up emphasized transparent-gray look - agitated, quivering, a bit frightened, because she instantly realized that the burning wax of all these candles would flood her today ...
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Summer. Heat. It was a very hot day. I lay on my bed naked, covered only for the decor of the bed sheet, and that the air conditioner is not stretched. I was shocked. Half an hour ago, the courier brought a parcel from Lina. The package included a laptop, a headset, a wireless mouse, a tablet, and a brand new smartphone. There were also several folders with different signatures, a notebook, several booklets, different accessories for the equipment and two strange bags, green and pink.
I opened the laptop and turned it on, turned it on ...
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I opened the laptop and turned it on, turned it on ...
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Damir was rushing along the corridor like mad, looking at the flashing signs on the doors of the rooms, until his eyes saw the necessary number. He stopped short and quickly knocked. No reaction. He knocked even louder. A minute later the door opened and a sleepy, bearded southerner appeared. A terrible fume blew into the face of a young guy and he involuntarily took a step back. “Good afternoon,” Damir greeted. - I am sorry, but ... Nine from you? - What? What is nine, bro ...
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The owner loves his woman and does not want to hurt her. A woman herself by her behavior forces her to punish herself. To avoid pain, she should remember the following.
1. Appearance and rules of conduct.
1.1. A woman loves her Boss and idolizes his dick. With all her appearance and behavior she must demonstrate this.Punishment for lack of adoration is at the discretion of the Host.
1. 2. A woman should look comfortable and sexy, so that the Boss would be nice to look at her. When ...
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1. Appearance and rules of conduct.
1.1. A woman loves her Boss and idolizes his dick. With all her appearance and behavior she must demonstrate this.Punishment for lack of adoration is at the discretion of the Host.
1. 2. A woman should look comfortable and sexy, so that the Boss would be nice to look at her. When ...
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My mother makes it so that every day I get great pleasure from life. This pleasure makes me glad that I live in this world. This allows me to live today and not be sad for a good past, because it is good now and also will be tomorrow and in the future.
It makes me do what others suffer and grieve for not being able to. She plays the role of mistress and when she wants, I give her a massage, thereby touching her beautiful legs, licking them and masturbating ...
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It makes me do what others suffer and grieve for not being able to. She plays the role of mistress and when she wants, I give her a massage, thereby touching her beautiful legs, licking them and masturbating ...
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These are 5 stories told by Jim Longer to his neighbor in the Burn Center before dying. While hunting for another victim, Jim was captured by her father. Then the Ku Klux Klan, associated Jim bonfire. Well, the police, as always, arrived late, although Jim was still alive.
So,
One early evening, tired of swearing with my cobra, I went out for a walk. She and I got out, and the cries of our five children (and I still have 11 from other women). AT...
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So,
One early evening, tired of swearing with my cobra, I went out for a walk. She and I got out, and the cries of our five children (and I still have 11 from other women). AT...
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They are getting closer and closer.
Two pairs of black hands, grabbed her under the arms, pecking at the pain with tenacious fingers into the body. They pulled up sharply, roughly. Other hands clung to the ankles and calves, and again pulled up and to the side.
New hands, colorful, greedy, do not know pity, dig into the hips, back, buttocks, shoulders. Someone strongly pulls the hair.
Her naked body, crucified with these hands, is lifted upwards, above the crowd.
Before my eyes, only a bottomless, piercing blue, tropical sky with rare ...
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Two pairs of black hands, grabbed her under the arms, pecking at the pain with tenacious fingers into the body. They pulled up sharply, roughly. Other hands clung to the ankles and calves, and again pulled up and to the side.
New hands, colorful, greedy, do not know pity, dig into the hips, back, buttocks, shoulders. Someone strongly pulls the hair.
Her naked body, crucified with these hands, is lifted upwards, above the crowd.
Before my eyes, only a bottomless, piercing blue, tropical sky with rare ...
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The car stopped gently, the click of the belt being unfastened pushed Xenia out of a half-sleep. She opened her eyes and blinked often-often. The thin morning rays of the sleepy sun fell on the face through the window of the car.
The car was in a spacious paved courtyard of a private house. She saw in the rearview mirror the automated gates closing. The sun slowly swam across the sky, climbing up the roof of a small, but beautiful and modern house with huge windows.
Apparently, alcohol, sweet ...
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The car was in a spacious paved courtyard of a private house. She saw in the rearview mirror the automated gates closing. The sun slowly swam across the sky, climbing up the roof of a small, but beautiful and modern house with huge windows.
Apparently, alcohol, sweet ...
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