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That was three months ago. Lisa then went to her grandmother. Wow - the first independent trip by train, and so on! ...
Until now, she could not understand to herself How It Could Be. Although everything was quite predictable: three guys in her compartment, wine, a snack, men's hands on their shoulders, “you are a shy, huh? ..."
Liza used to think of herself as “not like everyone else”, an excellent girl without a pretty face, a figure and “all that”. And she never thought that “it” happens so simply and quickly. Therefore, she didn’t even understand how it happened that she no longer has a blouse, and slippery tongues lick both nipples at once.
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Until now, she could not understand to herself How It Could Be. Although everything was quite predictable: three guys in her compartment, wine, a snack, men's hands on their shoulders, “you are a shy, huh? ..."
Liza used to think of herself as “not like everyone else”, an excellent girl without a pretty face, a figure and “all that”. And she never thought that “it” happens so simply and quickly. Therefore, she didn’t even understand how it happened that she no longer has a blouse, and slippery tongues lick both nipples at once.
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Alya and Tom were old friends and fellow students, after studying they sometimes went to their mutual friend to visit Svetlana to talk to gossip, they usually met only in the girl company. But when Alya and Tom came back to Sveta, she saw two nice guys in her company, Tom immediately became cheerful, but Ala did not want to meet one of the guys, but supported her friend, agreed to spend the evening in the company of young guys. But the evening initially did not work out, Tom was pleased with her ...
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- Katka, you ubiiiiytsa! Where is the dress, damn it ?! - And mine? Are you not yet ... Fuck, damn it! I finally can go nuts ... - Girls, girls! Well, what a vocabulary, ë-my!
Everything in the Oblzhansky house was not only mixed up, but also shoveled, and turned upside down: Sandra and Mariabel Oblzhansky gathered for a great event, which was anticipated for the whole month. All this time, it was savored, thought over, discussed in every way - and despite the fact that the charges still began at the last moment.
All over the house were scattered ...
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Everything in the Oblzhansky house was not only mixed up, but also shoveled, and turned upside down: Sandra and Mariabel Oblzhansky gathered for a great event, which was anticipated for the whole month. All this time, it was savored, thought over, discussed in every way - and despite the fact that the charges still began at the last moment.
All over the house were scattered ...
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Idleness for - fiction in the studio !!! By the way - porn here a little bit, more and more water and plotter.
I have not written this for a long time, sorry if that.
Most people think of me as an ordinary girl, a little sad and most likely not beautiful. It is understandable - my nose twists slightly to the side after a fracture in childhood, my eyebrows are thick and dark, my eyes opposite are light blue, and all this is on a gray, earthen face with small pits from old acne. I have a peculiar figure ...
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I have not written this for a long time, sorry if that.
Most people think of me as an ordinary girl, a little sad and most likely not beautiful. It is understandable - my nose twists slightly to the side after a fracture in childhood, my eyebrows are thick and dark, my eyes opposite are light blue, and all this is on a gray, earthen face with small pits from old acne. I have a peculiar figure ...
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Dear reader, I want to share my story. It is partly real, and partly a figment of my imagination. So to say, a modified reality, a compilation on the subject. First things first.
Not so long ago, I stopped having sex with one of my good acquaintances for the simple reason that she decided to get married after she moved to another city. Our relationship with her lasted about six months. Relations were one-sided, but very pleasant for me. Many men would like such a girlfriend. We are with ...
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Not so long ago, I stopped having sex with one of my good acquaintances for the simple reason that she decided to get married after she moved to another city. Our relationship with her lasted about six months. Relations were one-sided, but very pleasant for me. Many men would like such a girlfriend. We are with ...
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What are we willing to pay for our passion? What is the price of nastiness done for her? And where is that thin thread, which can not be torn off, making its way in the darkness of incomprehensible life? Boys find these answers even if they don’t rush to get them. They find them with pain ... and with pleasure ... The summer sun burned water drops on my body when I came out of the river and fell on the coastal sand. The feeling after bathing, so frequent during the school holidays (there are two weeks left before the start of the new school year), is super ...
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In one of the stories that I laid out earlier, I talked about that period in my life, which is associated with living in a boarding school. This is another such story. It happened not with me, but with my classmates, during the period when I was absent from the walls of this educational institution.
Besides me, an episodically appearing subject, ten more people came to the boarding school at different intervals. Among them was Marina, a girl of 18 years ...
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Besides me, an episodically appearing subject, ten more people came to the boarding school at different intervals. Among them was Marina, a girl of 18 years ...
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SOLDIER I had just had lunch with my parents, and now I was returning to my home. Walking through the park, I saw on the bench a young girl soldier. She sat and cried. Next to her was a large blue army backpack and a Tavor automatic rifle. - What happened? I asked in Hebrew, coming up to her. - Nothing! - answered the girl. By her appearance and accent, I guessed that she was from Russia. - Do you speak Russian? - I asked her. - Yes, I say ... - You someone ...
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I never told this story to anyone. And it is unlikely to tell, though - I do not promise. I am writing it now in order to let go, to let go completely - not to think, not to remember, not to rethink. Neither “for whom”, nor “for what” or “why”. Simply. Yes ... This is one of the few times when I do something just like that. But no, it’s not easy either - to lighten your soul. Why am I telling this paper story? I am ashamed to tell it to anyone. I am always ashamed ...
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