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I am a very attractive middle-aged man, rather attractive to women, but I am married and I am satisfied with my family. In the sense that I would not want to disturb the harmony of my family relationships with any stories with other women, I do not need it. My wife is a great lover, and besides her I often clean the brains of a couple of her friends, also cool girls, with my dick. My wife realizes this, but it seems to me that she is even proud of me in this case - well, they say, use, fool, mine ...
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My project manager sent me to this library, saying that according to my topic, there is a lot of material there and an employee who works with his students, that she will pick up everything.
Well, in order not to postpone for a long time, I planned to go to the library the next day, judging so - that there are few people in the summer, and even in the morning everything is free, I will quickly select literature, I will do everything quickly and if necessary I will not queues at the copier. With such thoughts I was going to gnaw granite ...
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Well, in order not to postpone for a long time, I planned to go to the library the next day, judging so - that there are few people in the summer, and even in the morning everything is free, I will quickly select literature, I will do everything quickly and if necessary I will not queues at the copier. With such thoughts I was going to gnaw granite ...
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It was evening, when I was 18, I finished school and wanted to go to university, but I did not. My name is Victoria, I have a great figure, height 160, weight 49, gorgeous chest 2 full size and beautiful legs, dark brown hair and medium brown eyes.
I work as a secretary general in a fairly large company. Fedor Vladimirovich was a charming man, 45-46 years old, with green cat eyes, broad shoulders, plump physique, with a gray hair at the temples which gave ...
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I work as a secretary general in a fairly large company. Fedor Vladimirovich was a charming man, 45-46 years old, with green cat eyes, broad shoulders, plump physique, with a gray hair at the temples which gave ...
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Dashing 90s. Now it is remembered as something bright, exciting, even kind. In those years, I broke up with the army and got a job as a sysadmin in one consulting company.
The contingent is entirely female. The boss immediately said: "We are all girls are equal." I understood this way: “fuck only me, or at least me out of turn”. Our company took on the accounting services of newly-minted entrepreneurs, so each lady (and the boss too) had her own “rich ...
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The contingent is entirely female. The boss immediately said: "We are all girls are equal." I understood this way: “fuck only me, or at least me out of turn”. Our company took on the accounting services of newly-minted entrepreneurs, so each lady (and the boss too) had her own “rich ...
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The story is based on real events.
My name is Masha, 20 years old. Cheerful and, as they say eyewitnesses, damn attractive. Meter 65, blonde, blue eyes, active facial expressions, girl-passion! But shyness and upbringing did not allow me to part with virginity by this age. And recently I moved to Moscow and built my job as a secretary.
On Friday, everyone finished earlier, at 4 we started to leave, and by 9 o'clock in the office I was left completely alone. Waiting for the general. Should he pass some ...
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My name is Masha, 20 years old. Cheerful and, as they say eyewitnesses, damn attractive. Meter 65, blonde, blue eyes, active facial expressions, girl-passion! But shyness and upbringing did not allow me to part with virginity by this age. And recently I moved to Moscow and built my job as a secretary.
On Friday, everyone finished earlier, at 4 we started to leave, and by 9 o'clock in the office I was left completely alone. Waiting for the general. Should he pass some ...
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It was winter. Outside the window it has long been dark, and I was sitting in my office and working. The working day was already over, and everyone left, except for Nastenka, my secretary, who carefully brought me coffee, so that I would not fall asleep. And Nastya was already ready to leave and came to say goodbye to me.
- Nastya, something in my report does not agree. I'm already tired and my eyes run from these numbers, ”I said, rubbing my eyes. - Help me please.
- Well, Igor Alexandrovich, - & nbsp ...
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- Nastya, something in my report does not agree. I'm already tired and my eyes run from these numbers, ”I said, rubbing my eyes. - Help me please.
- Well, Igor Alexandrovich, - & nbsp ...
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This is the real story of my life. Do not judge strictly.
Work is killing us! We spend most of our time at work, sometimes aimlessly spending hours with the mouse on regular junk news and see ourselves as the lords of information. And so I in the next dull autumn evening, killed my time at work, occasionally disappearing in a smoking room or having a cup of coffee. And it was almost 5, now it’s time to run ...
Another call - we have a new secretary - I need to have a document flow by Friday ...
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Work is killing us! We spend most of our time at work, sometimes aimlessly spending hours with the mouse on regular junk news and see ourselves as the lords of information. And so I in the next dull autumn evening, killed my time at work, occasionally disappearing in a smoking room or having a cup of coffee. And it was almost 5, now it’s time to run ...
Another call - we have a new secretary - I need to have a document flow by Friday ...
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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 ...
Diamonds: Non-binding ...
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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 ...
Diamonds: Non-binding ...
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