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This is a romantic story with a sad ending from real life! It all started a long time ago, it was probably 2002-2003, then I was an ordinary Russian child, I grew up in an ordinary Moscow court, in general, to the story itself!
A girl started to come to our yard alone, immediately joined the company of girls! Her name is Masha, she was then my same age, and then ...
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A girl started to come to our yard alone, immediately joined the company of girls! Her name is Masha, she was then my same age, and then ...
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At the entrance to the playground, a girl was sitting and talking on the phone.
- Yes, mom ... no ... everything is good, enough money ... when you get back ... well, I understand ... come on, mom, I love you too.
She put the phone in her bag and lit it.
Her name was Margarita, she recently turned 18. A sheaf of thick golden hair developed from gusts of wind and she decided to collect them. A small face with huge brown eyes, combined with a pencil, full lips, shaped like a heart, neat ...
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- Yes, mom ... no ... everything is good, enough money ... when you get back ... well, I understand ... come on, mom, I love you too.
She put the phone in her bag and lit it.
Her name was Margarita, she recently turned 18. A sheaf of thick golden hair developed from gusts of wind and she decided to collect them. A small face with huge brown eyes, combined with a pencil, full lips, shaped like a heart, neat ...
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Marcus was beautiful. Blond hair to shoulders, gray - blue warm eyes, soft full lips. Tall, excellent body, always dressed in stylish biker clothes. Add to this the intelligence, sense of humor and recklessness on the verge of a foul ... And this is a miracle that could be taken on the main role in “Sons of Anarchy”, itself fell into my hands. And after a year of "love" via Skype, diluted with rare meetings "at the weekend" ...
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Gone ... W-went. Wush. Got out. Damn, everything. What did she lack? Money was not transferred ... I gave flowers, well, maybe not so often ... Bryuliki gave, clothes ... Gone, bitch ...
Lord, what to do? How to live? HOW TO LIVE WITHOUT IT? Without her greedy mouth, swollen lips, smooth and elastic ass? ...
How...
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Lord, what to do? How to live? HOW TO LIVE WITHOUT IT? Without her greedy mouth, swollen lips, smooth and elastic ass? ...
How...
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I stand chained to a wall by a spell, in some kind of circular room, most likely a tower. That there should have been caught like that! My dulled vigilance is to blame for everything - after all, I was at a party at an old friend.
We drank there ... oh, a lot of things we drank there! Including ...
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We drank there ... oh, a lot of things we drank there! Including ...
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After graduation, I, as befits a diligent student, enrolled in a rather prestigious metropolitan university. I always studied well, was an example to follow (at least, that’s what the teachers said about me). In this case, I can not quite modestly say that my appearance is very pretty even ...) Blue-eyed blonde. A beautiful figure, namely: a thin waist, rounded thighs and a butt, a small but neat chest about 2 sizes.
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A week has passed. I began to calm down after an incident on my birthday.Lena called several times, in her simple-minded manner, trying to apologize for Fedor and arrange our meeting. I chopped off all the talk about it and she sighed bitterly, complained: - You are always like that. At times a good guy got caught, and you ...
That's all over to the next call.
9.
On Saturday night, at about two o'clock, the bell woke me up. Shocked, not understanding anything, I ...
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That's all over to the next call.
9.
On Saturday night, at about two o'clock, the bell woke me up. Shocked, not understanding anything, I ...
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Since that beautiful July, when I managed to fuck Dasha as much as two times, two months passed. We studied at the same university, but in different faculties. I saw her between the couples, walked with her after class.
When it was the end of September, I, as usual, walked in the park. In the courtyard there was a golden autumn in the best sense of the word. Everything was covered with leaves of various scales: from gold to burgundy shades. The warm gentle sun warmed the earth.
Dasha was walking next to me. She was...
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When it was the end of September, I, as usual, walked in the park. In the courtyard there was a golden autumn in the best sense of the word. Everything was covered with leaves of various scales: from gold to burgundy shades. The warm gentle sun warmed the earth.
Dasha was walking next to me. She was...
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And then I was scared.
Instead of being satisfied with one guy, I was immediately drawn to four. I didn’t just want them, thinking only of the obvious part of the body, but I wanted at all levels, and not even once. Maybe this is polyamory? It seems like not a mental disorder, but it creates considerable problems to the usual way of things ...
But first things first. I'll tell you from the beginning. About the game, which spun around me and dragged me to the very depths ...
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Instead of being satisfied with one guy, I was immediately drawn to four. I didn’t just want them, thinking only of the obvious part of the body, but I wanted at all levels, and not even once. Maybe this is polyamory? It seems like not a mental disorder, but it creates considerable problems to the usual way of things ...
But first things first. I'll tell you from the beginning. About the game, which spun around me and dragged me to the very depths ...
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