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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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Good day, reader / reader! What you read further is a fragment of real correspondence. Virtual sex is beautiful and exciting.
SHE IS:
Warm spring, probably April. We spend time in a large company of friends or just good friends. Perhaps it's someone's birthday. And none of those present knows that there is something between us.
We communicate, have fun, flirt with guys and girls, try to pretend that they are not interesting to each other. And only occasionally, I ...
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SHE IS:
Warm spring, probably April. We spend time in a large company of friends or just good friends. Perhaps it's someone's birthday. And none of those present knows that there is something between us.
We communicate, have fun, flirt with guys and girls, try to pretend that they are not interesting to each other. And only occasionally, I ...
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