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Drive to Rio for a carnival! Fairy tale! Dream! And so it came true! It just so happened that Anya found herself in February in Brazil, when there were blizzards and bitter cold on the other side of the Atlantic, and here at the other end of the world it was the height of summer, the height of fun and the unstoppable rampant of the holiday.
She was able to get to Sambadr, where the most enchanting sight that one can imagine was held on a 700-meter-long alley. Seventy thousand watched the procession of the samba schools from the stands ...
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She was able to get to Sambadr, where the most enchanting sight that one can imagine was held on a 700-meter-long alley. Seventy thousand watched the procession of the samba schools from the stands ...
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We spent half a day on the road, the track was loaded. And here we are driving a little along a gravel road, rather over rough terrain, I see a tent city ... How many people are there? Dozens of tents, large and small, people scurrying around, children running around ... Someone is cooking, someone is sunbathing, almost all naked ... Yes, this is still a nudist place ... Fox Bay.
We found a place, began to pitch a tent. After the heat, I wanted to go to the sea ... I was glad again for a few days to become “savage. "... Quickly threw off ...
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We found a place, began to pitch a tent. After the heat, I wanted to go to the sea ... I was glad again for a few days to become “savage. "... Quickly threw off ...
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She sat on the plane, looked out the window, watched the landscape change, and thought about how she would spend her little vacation, that she was going to breathe salty air and eat juicy steaks. Just rest for the soul and head. No great expectations or complaints about the vacation.
A student of the 6th course of medfak, not an excellent student. Horoshistka, in good standing with teachers. A young slim brunette with short hair and pitch black eyes.
Katerina came to ...
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A student of the 6th course of medfak, not an excellent student. Horoshistka, in good standing with teachers. A young slim brunette with short hair and pitch black eyes.
Katerina came to ...
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It was a warm October day. Sergey came to pick me up on his Ford. I do not like to sit behind the wheel, if there is someone to drive me. Gorky Park was not so close, but time flew by very quickly. My companion was obviously nervous, but his nervousness was of pleasant quality. Leaving the car in the parking lot, we went for a walk. Despite the weekday, the walkers were a bit much. I suggested that Sergei postpone it until the next time, but he did not want to. We went a little further. Sergey stopped at the fence, looked around ...
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I sit with two classmates in a pub. - And where is Yana? - asks Vitalik about his wife. - She has a sex tour in Transcarpathia. - I calmly answer, and take a sip of beer.
Friends jaw dropped. Mute scene just over a minute. - In terms of? - I squeezed the question out, all the same Vetal. - What do you mean? - I smile - she left yesterday, with a couple of her acquaintances and
by their friends - I dropped by in the evening, after work, I packed my things home ...
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Friends jaw dropped. Mute scene just over a minute. - In terms of? - I squeezed the question out, all the same Vetal. - What do you mean? - I smile - she left yesterday, with a couple of her acquaintances and
by their friends - I dropped by in the evening, after work, I packed my things home ...
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Imagine the meeting of two loving people, which took place due to certain circumstances after a long separation, is quite easy: the joy of the beloved’s kind, turning into euphoria, an excess of feelings creates exciting emotions expressed in laughter, hugs and tears of joy.
Having met my wife at the station, I did not take my eyes off her face, her half-smile turned into a charming smile when I appeared. But his gaze was heavy, hiding behind him emotional exhaustion and dissatisfaction. Last year...
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Having met my wife at the station, I did not take my eyes off her face, her half-smile turned into a charming smile when I appeared. But his gaze was heavy, hiding behind him emotional exhaustion and dissatisfaction. Last year...
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Please do not judge strictly. The story of my life. I did not embellish, all told how it really was! If you like my story, I will continue to write, I think it will be possible to add a couple of pictures.
Let me just say that we are a young couple, not long ago we began to live together in her apartment, we did a fairly good repair, so we live. Just like all the young couples, they ate, sang sex. I would say that before Julia, I had a decent amount of girls, I avoided a relationship, and therefore all the meetings were at 1 ...
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Let me just say that we are a young couple, not long ago we began to live together in her apartment, we did a fairly good repair, so we live. Just like all the young couples, they ate, sang sex. I would say that before Julia, I had a decent amount of girls, I avoided a relationship, and therefore all the meetings were at 1 ...
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The recollection from teenage times has surfaced here the other day, I decided to share it. As an introduction, I’ll say that they gathered in the winter by classmates and rented a couple of houses at one regional tourist center. There were four of us guys and seven girls, from which I personally simply went nuts! Usually the girls in our company recruited three, maximum four, and here there are seven! The girls are funny, they gossip, someone is drinking in a boyish way, someone is making a vodka-juice cocktail, someone is just a beer ...
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On the glass-domed aprons of Vienna's central station was crowded. The train arrived fifteen minutes ago from Budapest was preparing to continue its journey to Munich, and then to Strasbourg and then on to Paris itself. Porters with carts scrambled here and there, policemen looked around at the crowd. People who got lost in small groups discussed something and embraced goodbye. The ladies wiped away tears with their handkerchiefs. Everything happened exactly the same way as it happens at all stations in the world, five minutes before ...
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Of the clothes, not counting the Venetian mask, my wife had only barely noticeable thongs and transparent shoes for striptease with high heels. The priests handed Natasha a large glass of champagne and forced him to drink to the bottom under the cheers of the audience. Then they ordered her to lie on a pedestal and take off her thong. To my surprise, Natasha dutifully did everything she was told. When she spread her legs, it became immediately clear that my wife's pussy was already wet. Some men standing nearby ...
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