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I apologize to the dear readers that made you wait so long for the next series of these adventures. I hope that I will not disappoint you with a new story. I want to remind you that adventures are getting tougher, and the story does not look like a love affair.
Katya woke up at 10 in the morning. Happy, sleepy and a little hungry. Throwing on her robe, she washed her face and went to her mother's room. It was empty, Lisa did not return home. - Here are the ones on! Spree again, whore! - Smiled on ...
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Katya woke up at 10 in the morning. Happy, sleepy and a little hungry. Throwing on her robe, she washed her face and went to her mother's room. It was empty, Lisa did not return home. - Here are the ones on! Spree again, whore! - Smiled on ...
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No one moved. “God,” Sharon thought frantically. Something needs to be done urgently so long as the orgy that started so well did not wither at the very peak.
A long growl came from the corner of the room. The guy who raped Ashley in the mouth, finished. He threw a few jets inside, and then pulled out a member pouring a thick, paste-like liquid with a dislocated face of disgusting brunette. Ashley tried to dodge, coughed spitting out the seed and did not even try to swallow it. The guy froze and opened ...
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A long growl came from the corner of the room. The guy who raped Ashley in the mouth, finished. He threw a few jets inside, and then pulled out a member pouring a thick, paste-like liquid with a dislocated face of disgusting brunette. Ashley tried to dodge, coughed spitting out the seed and did not even try to swallow it. The guy froze and opened ...
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Allow me to introduce myself, Irina Kiseleva. I am not a fantasy author, telling about me, and not a figment of his imagination. I am his memory. One of the brightest and most impressive. From the category of those that remain in the heart for life and those that will never be forgotten. Without the past, there is no present, and without the present there will be no future. Who knows, maybe the chain of times will close once, and this memory will be replaced by a new one. But until that happens, take what is. Read, remember about me with ...
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It was on Saturday evening on the last day of spring break. Alan spent the whole day preparing for classes at school. He finished everything by 4 pm and suddenly realized that he had absolutely nothing to do today. He climbed in a computer, lazily went over several websites on the Internet, read e-mail, but by 8 o'clock he was bored with it. The Simpsons last season replay was on TV, but he was already watching him. From nothing to do the boy began to disassemble the paper on the table and suddenly ...
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In the first seconds both men and Zhenya silently examined each other, after which one of them burst out: - And nothing, whore! - summarized first. - So boys, let's immediately determine: you are not here for my soul. - Eugene tried to keep the initiative out of her hands. “I called you to fuck my girlfriend properly.” - How difficult it all is! - Laughing second, with interest looking at a naked woman a few meters away. - Not...
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Yesterday evening Katie passed in the same way as the whole day: the pain, humiliation and unjustified rudeness of the dominant dominant have not disappeared. Everything that happens to her once again made her think that it would be time to stop this horror. But, despite the intoxication, the girl realized that a couple of days would pass, her bruises and emotional wounds would heal, and she would crawl back to her tormentor on her knees, after another portion of torture, hard sex and endless orgasms.
Yesterday when ...
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Alan was lying in a hammock lazily leafing through the novel "Aura" by Carlos Fuentos. Pauline lay on the other side and dozed, leaning back to him. It was the first truly warm spring day, and they decided to spend it outdoors with the maximum benefit of enjoying the awakening nature of silence and each other's company. Half an hour ago, they had lunch on the open terrace with Pauline's parents, and after they had gone to the house, the girl suggested simply lying in a hammock. As soon as they settled down ...
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The morning light tickled the half-split eyelids. In the haze of awakening, it was torn into the soul, something vaguely wearying, spinning on the surface of consciousness, frightening with its painful frankness. Tocha rubbed his forehead, opening his eyes, saw the high ceiling, the corner of the cabinet, the half-open door. And he remembered: he fucked Kaleria. He groaned painfully, dreaming of falling back into sleep.
From the kitchen draws the aroma of good coffee. It was the clink of dishes. A claw die on the laminate and ...
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From the kitchen draws the aroma of good coffee. It was the clink of dishes. A claw die on the laminate and ...
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Good day, dear readers. I want to describe the introduction for this chapter at a fast pace in order to pay more attention to the main part.
Our next item was the beautiful city of Kursk. We arrived there not by chance. Our boss in Kursk had an old friend, the owner of a large plant, I will not denote the name for obvious reasons. Late in the evening, in the pouring rain, we arrived at the plant. Our composition ...
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Our next item was the beautiful city of Kursk. We arrived there not by chance. Our boss in Kursk had an old friend, the owner of a large plant, I will not denote the name for obvious reasons. Late in the evening, in the pouring rain, we arrived at the plant. Our composition ...
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