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Slept through. I generally like to sleep longer in the morning sometimes until noon, soak in the bed, then drink coffee. Especially while at the resort and seemingly going slowly. It came to me through a dream ...
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Slept through. I generally like to sleep longer in the morning sometimes until noon, soak in the bed, then drink coffee. Especially while at the resort and seemingly going slowly. It came to me through a dream ...
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Returning like home from a party late at night, I walked past the entrance of a house. On the benches sat a group of girls. There were five or seven of them. They looked like twenty or twenty years old. They were having fun, smoking and drinking beer.
Having equal with them, having noticed me they ...
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Having equal with them, having noticed me they ...
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The windows of a small old mansion overlooked one of the quiet Moscow streets, accidentally preserving the old-Testament merchant appearance. Once, in the shaggy nineteenth century, the house belonged to General Zatsepin, and now, at the beginning of the twenty-first century, he has become again ...
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We served our Lady for a year, as she suddenly decided to move to live in Khabarovsk. Leroy and I asked her, what about us, but she said that she had already sold us to another Lady! Humiliation and submission became a vital necessity for us then, we could not live without it anymore ...
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- Well. What is frozen? Come in, - a tall brunette, who opened the door for Alena, did not offer, but ordered. The woman took a step forward and found herself in a small hallway. Closing the door behind her, the man threw, - Undress. Waiting for you in the room.
Left alone, Alain dropped a short fur coat ...
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Left alone, Alain dropped a short fur coat ...
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