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Misha went into the room and looked around. The room was twilight from the curtains pushed. There was a bed by the wall, and a woman was sleeping on it. This woman was Petina grandmother. There was no one else in the room. Misha went to the bed and bent to the very face of an old woman. Her breathing was even and calm. Misha stuck out his tongue and licked a woman's cheek. She did not move. Then he gently pulled the blanket down a bit and looked at her breasts. Breasts were covered ...
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Her father-in-law's fat horseradish, brilliant from the daughter-in-law juices, then appeared again completely disappeared in the girl's pussy. She silently sat down on his instrument listening to the obscene words of her father-in-law who called her names in every possible way, but she didn’t care ... her brain lost control of her and now she seemed to become one big pussy ... which craved male semen and sex ... The sister-in-law opened her mouth and rolled her eyes. Now bitch will finish - the father-in-law thought: uh ... how she knocked her on. The girl began to twitch and energetically sit down on her penis ... then went limp and fell onto her father-in-law, pressing her sweaty breasts in his face ...
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Sam's friend sailed on a boat. It was a healthy white-haired Negro. Sam told me that they served together, and Tom was his commander. His son, John, arrived with him. He is also tall, but not as powerful as his father, a man of thirty. They arrived before lunch, and spent the whole day on the beach. Sam and Tom chatted on some topics they understood only, they recalled the past. It was boring for Sveta to listen to their conversations, and when John offered her a ride on a boat, she gladly agreed.
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Two weeks of summer passed unnoticed. Work, cottage. I had to strain and me and Rita. A few days, on which we asked for leave, to rest in my mom's boarding house, had to work out shock work. But we managed.
And so, Thursday. Call to mobile. Our new friends in the Mirror Glade, Roma and Amalia, are invited to their dacha, to the village, to the reservoir. Moreover, Svetlana and Aunt Raya, together with us, of course. Aunt Raya, with gratitude, refused. Has advised that the country has launched ...
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And so, Thursday. Call to mobile. Our new friends in the Mirror Glade, Roma and Amalia, are invited to their dacha, to the village, to the reservoir. Moreover, Svetlana and Aunt Raya, together with us, of course. Aunt Raya, with gratitude, refused. Has advised that the country has launched ...
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The graduates' meeting was held in a three-story gray building of a faded red brick over time. I went through the creaking, rusty gates and stopped to look at the panorama of my own school. Yes, there have been eleven shitiest years in my life.
No one met me at the entrance, except for an old waiter, who would be glad to remember me, but that's just the head that doesn’t digest anything except crosswords. It is understandable - she stood on this watch ...
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No one met me at the entrance, except for an old waiter, who would be glad to remember me, but that's just the head that doesn’t digest anything except crosswords. It is understandable - she stood on this watch ...
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A small but important preface.
This story was written at the request of Lyudmila from Murmansk.
I tried to fulfill all your wishes, and as accurately as possible to describe the events told by you. It is impossible to put into words how grateful I am to you for giving me the opportunity to write this story. I hope nothing will interfere with our plans, and we can meet.
Part 1.
Despite her age, Lyudmila was a modern woman.She went with the times and was not afraid of innovation. She is very...
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This story was written at the request of Lyudmila from Murmansk.
I tried to fulfill all your wishes, and as accurately as possible to describe the events told by you. It is impossible to put into words how grateful I am to you for giving me the opportunity to write this story. I hope nothing will interfere with our plans, and we can meet.
Part 1.
Despite her age, Lyudmila was a modern woman.She went with the times and was not afraid of innovation. She is very...
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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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After that, hellish torments began for me. The girls were insatiable in sex. I was no longer able to fully satisfy them. The granddaughter as a hostess (in front of Marinka) always started sex and ended. As a result, Marinka got half as much. But she slightly compensated for the shortage in the evening milking. At the same time she tried so that I would definitely cum and always into her. Every day they looked for more and more poses on the Internet. And then they tried to work them out with me ...
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Spring! Finally, after a long and cold winter, Spring is slowly and yet timidly but surely taking over. Frosts still crackle sometimes and evil blizzards howl, but we all already know that this is temporary. It is angry with a cruel boy, Winter who does not want to leave, and clings to her icy sosilid fingers for the last days, but Spring comes tirelessly and every day wins more and more in this unequal battle. And every day the sun becomes brighter and the air becomes warmer and already ...
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I want to tell a case from real life that happened to me. I am writing for the first time, so do not judge much.
After graduating from school in 1985, I entered Karaganda State University in law school. Since I was from a village in another region, I naturally settled in a hostel, where ...
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After graduating from school in 1985, I entered Karaganda State University in law school. Since I was from a village in another region, I naturally settled in a hostel, where ...
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