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Gloria, a successful business woman. She comes from Seattle, from a family of bankers. After graduating from college and then university, she began her business. Business quickly developed and went up the hill. She married a former rival, thereby enlarging her empire. In marriage, they lived for more than ten years, and then one day she found her husband and mistress in her office. He fucked that slut on Gloria’s desk.
Gloria silently went out and called her lawyers. Instructing them to leave him without a penny and throw him out ...
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Gloria silently went out and called her lawyers. Instructing them to leave him without a penny and throw him out ...
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Once, the rods once again fell on my buttocks, she mumbled something in German, introducing her huge strapon into my anus once again. She, this is our guest from a free Europe, with a view to sex tourism, has visited our immense homeland once again. Why did she have to come here, I did not understand, our agency was the only place in the city that she ...
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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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Evening. Athens. How do not want to leave here. Walking along La Cruz Embankment, you look back at the ever-green, noisy palm trees. Not a soul around, only waves breaking the faded reflection of the moon, and sand rustling underfoot. Somewhere in the distance there is an echo of the passing day - this is a local group playing its own motifs for restless tourists that they are flocking to a cheap spectacle. No, you think there are a lot more exciting things in this city.
This time the negotiations dragged on until midnight ...
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This time the negotiations dragged on until midnight ...
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Christina fell in love with Spain, as soon as the plane touched the landing gear chassis. In her head, the famous musical composition “Barcelona” performed by F. Mercury and M. Caballe played fascinating music, as well as the city itself.
The couple at the airport was met by a guide - a young, tanned, white-toothed Spaniard named Dimas. His sporting figure was so attractive and perfect that Chris could not take his eyes off him all the way - from the airport to the hotel. Ed only ...
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The couple at the airport was met by a guide - a young, tanned, white-toothed Spaniard named Dimas. His sporting figure was so attractive and perfect that Chris could not take his eyes off him all the way - from the airport to the hotel. Ed only ...
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I am lying on the top shelf in the train, you are from below. Under the sound of wheels, I fall asleep. I woke up from the fact that you put your hand in my T-shirt neckline and powerfully stroked your chest, and the second hand moves smoothly along the tummy in the direction of the panties. She easily overcomes this barrier, a finger pushes her lips apart gently, and suddenly the train twitched, I gave a slightly muffled moan from a sharp caress, you covered my mouth with my hand. I decided to play with my finger and started sucking it. Lick tongue, you pulled a finger out of my ...
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The most vivid memories of the first days in a modeling agency - I am finally in my world. The first fashion show with girls, a sense of strength in how I look.
Scraps of memories. I go putting my feet on an imaginary straight line and see my reflection in a large mirror. Every step and what I saw excited me so that my cheeks were burning.
The first Asian contract and a lot of thoughts alone with him on the plane. The classmates in the academy sit in the tourism class, and I fly over the clouds.
A small room in a high-rise with ...
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Scraps of memories. I go putting my feet on an imaginary straight line and see my reflection in a large mirror. Every step and what I saw excited me so that my cheeks were burning.
The first Asian contract and a lot of thoughts alone with him on the plane. The classmates in the academy sit in the tourism class, and I fly over the clouds.
A small room in a high-rise with ...
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Erotic stories "Sex tourism"
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