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The morning was warm and sunny. Zuev felt the bed, but did not find anyone nearby. At first, he thought that his assistant had rushed early into the city. After all, women have their own plans, but then the door opened and Lily, in a tracksuit, lay down on the carpet, blinking to Fyodor:
- Do you want to stretch the bones?
- Is it on the floor or what?
- On the carpet. I already vacuumed it, did you hear how I tried?
- Still would! In the dream it seemed to me that I got into a column of cars ... But I must tell you that ...
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- Do you want to stretch the bones?
- Is it on the floor or what?
- On the carpet. I already vacuumed it, did you hear how I tried?
- Still would! In the dream it seemed to me that I got into a column of cars ... But I must tell you that ...
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Timofey Sergeevich was about to go to bed when the doorbell rang. He opened the door and saw in front of him a stunning, elegant, beautiful, slightly drunk woman. It was the owner of a rented apartment. She looked luxurious: a shimmering, tailored dress, above the knees, open high-heeled shoes, a fury, seemingly fox sleeveless vest, a Louis Vuitton handbag, salon makeup, hair styled out of an insanely high hairstyle. Without greetings, without superfluous words she, slightly ...
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Accustomed by her mother to wake up early, Julia went to the pot, washed the crotch over the bidet. Trying not to make noise, did not turn on the juicer, drank the juice from the tetrapack. Without music, I went in for the usual yoga. I missed the moment when Dima got up, went to the toilet, washed, rinsed the mouth with the Forest Balsam rinse, stood aside, watched the girl's smooth, charming movements. Here it is, tightly squeezing the legs until it stops with your knees, smoothly tilted to the toes of your fingers ...
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Ivan Ivanovich has a disgusting genetics. All relatives on the maternal line barely lived to seventy years, and paternal even less. But, interestingly, all were talented people: scientists, musicians, inventors. Ivan Ivanovich himself is a polyglot. He knows more than fifteen languages. Two weeks were enough for him to master a new language, but he decided that this was enough, and he didn’t bother himself once more: life is short, and even more so for him.
He worked ...
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The next day was resurrection. Eric was very fond of this day, when the school didn’t do it, homework, which he managed to do on Saturday at school. When he awoke, he looked at the light beam of the sun, which was making its way between the curtains on the window, in which, like spaceships in space, microscopic dust particles were floating. They seemed to him interplanetary ships, in one of which he saw himself, at the helm ...
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Anton worked as head of the letters department in the regional newspaper of disabled people “Zarya”. Persons with disabilities sometimes wrote such letters that they had to go and analyze the situation on the ground. And almost everywhere resentment, harassment, injustice of those in power. But more often people came to the newspaper themselves, bringing their own literary works. Most of them were not very outstanding works, but sometimes really talented poems and prose appeared.
One day, while reading the mail, he stumbled upon a rather ...
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One day, while reading the mail, he stumbled upon a rather ...
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- Come on?! - exclaimed Matthew.- Margarita Vasilyevna? Together in stock? - Well yes. - And I look, you are pulling on my aunt, - he grinned.
The night was deep, like Sasha Gray's throats, and we all sat and sipped vermouth. The eyes of both of them had long since grown up, their tongues wobbling, but no one felt sleep. - And both Rita. Specifically choose? “No, of course,” I replied. - It happened. - Well, yes, yes, - & nbsp ...
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The night was deep, like Sasha Gray's throats, and we all sat and sipped vermouth. The eyes of both of them had long since grown up, their tongues wobbling, but no one felt sleep. - And both Rita. Specifically choose? “No, of course,” I replied. - It happened. - Well, yes, yes, - & nbsp ...
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And again a fresh sweet morning, outside the noisy and hot city. I stretched, in bed and rolled over onto my side. Amalia, near, was no longer. Immediately I heard a noise in the kitchen. It was our women who brought order after yesterday's picnic. Roman already fumbled in the garage. So, I'm the only one who likes to take a nap. With difficulty I found panties and went to brush my teeth.
Soon morning tea was ready and we began to discuss plans for the day. They decided, nevertheless, to go to Mirror Glade and cook shashlik there. Started ...
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Soon morning tea was ready and we began to discuss plans for the day. They decided, nevertheless, to go to Mirror Glade and cook shashlik there. Started ...
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The city tired him. He pulled energy out of him.
When he worked and he had to go there and back, the forces still remained. But once he went to town twice in one day; home, from a stop, he barely dragged, almost, without falling asleep on the go.
He took off his shoes, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and the fatigue, weighting, blinding his eyelids, and he splashed cold water on his face. Water stirred up, he changed clothes and went to the kitchen. If he was hungry, he dined; if he did not feel hunger, he drank coffee. Coffee too ...
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When he worked and he had to go there and back, the forces still remained. But once he went to town twice in one day; home, from a stop, he barely dragged, almost, without falling asleep on the go.
He took off his shoes, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and the fatigue, weighting, blinding his eyelids, and he splashed cold water on his face. Water stirred up, he changed clothes and went to the kitchen. If he was hungry, he dined; if he did not feel hunger, he drank coffee. Coffee too ...
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Sometimes you want to get a skeleton out of the closet, share it, and not with whom. I will share with you, dear visitors eroticspace
About me: the usual “office manager”, under 40, with a small belly, is unremarkable. In general, women and I often have the same - “none”. You can fantasize a lot and come up with sex with insatiable, curvaceous beauties, imagining yourself tirelessly machno, but in life, things are a bit wrong. Well listen, as it happens in my life ...
Tatyana...
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About me: the usual “office manager”, under 40, with a small belly, is unremarkable. In general, women and I often have the same - “none”. You can fantasize a lot and come up with sex with insatiable, curvaceous beauties, imagining yourself tirelessly machno, but in life, things are a bit wrong. Well listen, as it happens in my life ...
Tatyana...
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