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would appreciate it. Imported sanitary ware, a variety of shampoos and gels. He himself was in a niche, fenced from the bedroom with thick transparent glass. The door was the same glass! Going inside and turning my back to the room, I turned on the water and stood under the hot jets. Hot jets as if separated me from everything that happened in the room, washing away the traces of other people's hands and the smell of a heated man ... I was just moving away from what happened, when I literally with my skin felt the door open. Almost immediately, I was hugged by big and greedy hands. Sergei, entering the shower, pulled me to him. With my skin, I felt the heat of his body, and my hands showed impatience and desire. They began to feel, pull, crush my body, chest, ass ... I was ashamed that a foreign man does this to me. I tried to close, cover my charms ... I asked not to touch me, but ... His hot mouth found my lips, and my hand was already controlling between my legs ... With the second hand he squeezed my chest so hard that it turned white. It was painful and unpleasant for me, but there was no strength and desire to resist! He kissed my face, biting his lips and ear, and his finger stroked the entrance to the vagina, sometimes diving inside. I, petrified with my eyes closed, stood pressed against his hot body, hardly holding back trembling and fear.
He picked me up in my arms, brought it and laid me wet on the bed. I lay, closing my eyes tightly and biting my lip, spread my legs and arms loosely to my sides. His hands, like bra cups, lay on my chest, and squeezed them so that I screamed. He laughed quite and loosened his hold. Then he began to turn the nipples. Contrary to my condition, I felt that they were swollen and solid. “No ...”, I tried to protest. He covered my mouth with his hand, and the second lay down on a convulsively heaving belly. Exhaling sharply, I pulled him into me. And he put his palm down and began to pull at the pubic hairs. Grabbed them with his fingers and pulled up. A sharp pain cut the lower abdomen, and I involuntarily moved up, lifting my ass. My moan sank in his palm. Continuing his research, he parted my legs, and, having run my fingers over the back of the labia, squeezed them.
I was choking. Only now I realized that I was still not breathing. A convulsive sigh coincided with the moment when his finger penetrated my vagina. I screamed, squeezing my hips frantically. He laughed and forcefully spread them apart. I do not know what is worse: to undress in front of a stranger who is staring at you or lying like this when the same man explores your intimate places like you are a doll! Tears rolled from my eyes tightly closed, I was just afraid to open them.
Sergey made a few soft frictions in my vagina, and I heard with horror how everything sank at him during his movements. “Wet! Already flowed! ”, He stated. His finger left my hole, and crawled on, stroking the inner side of the thigh. My stomach failed and I felt how everything in me squeezed. And he spread my legs even wider and, perched, entered, but rather he burst into my bosom. I'm still young, indulged, several times, but not seriously ... There is a forty-year-old man with a big dick, and full of lust! ...
A cry of pain, horror and powerlessness drowned in his response roar: "Yes-aaaa ..."! I felt his big and hard organ literally tearing my vagina apart! Forcing her to stretch under his mad pressure. I had the feeling that they had put a baseball bat in me and were moving it back and forth, turning my flesh outwards! I screamed and screamed until the air in my lungs ran out, and he kept walking and walking in me, causing pain and suffering. What is an orgasm? What pleasure? Pain, fear, hate! And self-pity, a simple Soviet girl who piously believed in the party and the people in it!
I have not experienced anything good. I just lay with my eyes closed and bit my lips and crying. (Especially for eroticspace) And he used me like a doll. Used as a simple prostitute, in all imaginable for him and not thought for me poses.And with cancer, and from the side from the back, he would put me on top ... Besides, he was tipsy, and still could not finish. He tormented me for almost two hours, squeezing and twisting painfully to the chest, slapping on the buttocks and thighs, and then forced me to suck my dick! When he brought it to his lips and ordered: "Suck ...", I just opened my mouth and began to suck. I wanted one thing so that it would all end ... Well, at least I didn’t finish in my mouth, otherwise I would be completely there ... I had bruises all over my body, and my breasts were blue after that week for two ... But he liked me !? ... So, he said. I don’t know, maybe Sergei, with his experience as a shepherd of souls, saw a deeply hidden fuckin in me ... Or because I was afraid, and everything in me was compressed from fear and was very narrow? ...
When he finished his execution, I lay for a long time lying in a bed damp with sweat. It was only when he poured a glass of brandy into me that I found the strength to soak on my stiff legs in the shower. And sitting there on the floor, under hot streams of water, cry out loudly and calm down ...
They drove us home in the morning. All in the same Volga. True, when leaving in the guardhouse, some type, posing as an officer of the KGB, took a subscription to disclose state secrets. And the lover who brought us here, popularly explained the policies of the Party to the people: “You will talk, and from the institute down with, add to everyone the same trouble and relatives. But you will understand everything correctly - you will not regret it. There will be a sky for you in diamonds, and even with gold stars! ”... There was one discrepancy, but I didn’t have time for it, but the rest is the same! They brought us, five girls, and took away only three shabby, with faces swollen with tears, eating alive!
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Not bad, and where do you get the material?
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Online. where else))
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Where where...
The idea is fucked by Vasily Zvyagintsev,
from his book, The Whirlwinds of Valhalla,
and even complete phrases:
"... Somehow put us, me and three others like you,
at the district party conference to help.
Registering there and all that ...
I liked someone from the manual.
After the conference, invited to the "sixth question" -
so they have a booze on the occasion of the election for a new term was called, - under Moscow,
on spetsdachu.
At first everything was as it should be - dinner, toast, speech.
And we are with girls as a geisha and at the same time waitresses.
And then ... - Larissa waved her hand, greedily
dragged on. - I was ashamed to fight, but nobody was at my words and tears of attention
did not pay ...
In the morning, when we were taken home, the head of the dignity said that if we were talking
we will become, and from the institute we will depart, and there will be enough trouble for parents ... ”
"... I after all consider that the girl was ...
Tried, of course, a couple of times, but so ... almost theoretically. And then immediately ...
But nothing changed her mind in time. And then it went ...
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Perhaps you are right, did not read. The idea is a direction, but I understand that the plot is expanded and changed, or not?
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expanded and modified - no.
just topped up with water ...
but this is done without much skill
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garbage liberated post-perestroika.
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In wrote! And he himself understood about what? Directly Mayakovsky, only he created new words according to the rules of the language. But you, these rules do not apply to you?
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fuckin writer nakropal, bullshit. Weak attitude having to that reality.
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And what do you know about that reality? Did you stand in line for a kilo of sausage for 5 hours? Or bought vodka for a wedding on coupons issued by the registry office. Or maybe you were not allowed to study at the institute, because the questionnaire in the first department was not checked yet? Puppy.I read a garbage on the Internet and you think the smartest? No then the same were. The truth is not all ended as it is now. Shouted popizdel and went to the bar to drink a cocktail? And in the distant village with a check every 4 hours, the divisional do not want? God Save this country from idiots and all-knowers.
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about relationships and orders in the environment described by the author is enough, and from the first, one might say, hands.
about non-admission to classes because of an unverified application form - complete nonsense. Because the exams were allowed only after checking the questionnaires, you are a lace moron :)
about expulsion to a distant village - oh, so you were a fag-prostitute that they sent you for 101st kilometer? Oh my God... :)
presented in the 80s precinct in a distant village, every 4 hours checking the supervised - laughed, thank you :)
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oh dear, this is what this harmonious developed person dreamed of - drinking vodka, wearing juries ... waiting for sausage was ready to stand for 5 hours ... poor thing :) that's probably why you didn't give such a girl :) and you were Stalin blame, brezhnev blame ... noooo :) no brezhnev :) it's just you m ... duck rare :)
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Well, this is of course extreme. One hundred rubles of salary could go on vacation in the Crimea for a month. And the bread cost 15 kopecks, and a movie ticket 25 kopecks. Everything is relative. But the man with the party ticket, and even from the district committee ... these were untouchables. I know for sure.
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And jeans like that Lee Cooper cost 200 p. a scholarship was 40 p!
And these tsuki went in denim pairs ...
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alas, the untouchability of the district committee was not so absolute and all-arbitrary. And the boys are jerks on unknown to you “privileges” and inaccessible desired jeans (oh my god) - girls for comfort under-bi-ra-li. At-sm-three-va-lis. And practically, no one was raped "as it should be," and there was no sense to "talk" and "explain" after. Because, drochery-fanntazery - if you explain the contingent AFTER, then the risk of running into more trouble is several times higher than the more or less qualitative work on the selection of DO. Fairy tales about all sorts of Berium, from the streets grabbing any vending - leave for your psychiatrist, as a material for the dissertation. :)
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First hands are what? Here I have the first. I then lived. And you have another fable.
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And stop doing reasoning. You understand, forgive nonsense and with God. In a pancake isorik my head.
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