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This procedure is usually performed by Olya. She had just graduated from the medical school and had not yet had time to get a doctor, so in the summer she earned some money from us and performed some procedures. Having seen that our Julia was recorded on the schedule for stimulation, I brought the students already known to her to the procedure. When we entered, Julia was already stripped down to the shirt and panties and sat in front of Olya, who was writing something onto the card. Well, I can not at least take off my panties, Olga Vyacheslavovna - asked Julia. Looking away ...
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The midday sun warmed the garden to a tropical bath. The fumes of richly irrigated land hung in the air, clinging to the skin with sticky sweat and dirt. Katya and Nastya, hiding under the canopy of trees, took turns riding on the swings, skillfully built on the eve of Uncle Misha.
“Oh, look who's coming,” Katya threw up her head cheerfully.
Veronica, barely moving her legs, swaying from side to side, like a zombie, obviously playing along, walked along the path between the bushes.
- Well, what are you doing, riding without me? She asked ...
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“Oh, look who's coming,” Katya threw up her head cheerfully.
Veronica, barely moving her legs, swaying from side to side, like a zombie, obviously playing along, walked along the path between the bushes.
- Well, what are you doing, riding without me? She asked ...
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Under various names, this phenomenon is common in many places. In Feodosia, such girls with very light-hearted behavior in my time were called davalkami. From here, by the way, is my nickname Davash. Once, already studying in Kharkov in high school and working as an on-call girl, I told about my sexual past in the company of such sluts. The nickname after that stuck, however, the original squad quickly changed Davasha. Masha Davasha. In my opinion, it sounds good. It all started on vacation before the last ...
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Michael slowly taxied on the highway. On a weekday, there were practically no cars on the road. A rare collective-farm truck was moving towards it, rumbling with an empty body, raising a cloud of dust behind it.
Veronika was sitting on the right, giving Kate the opportunity to host the backseat.
“Katya does not believe that today I caught such a catfish and let it go,” Veronika noted with a grudge in her voice. Her hands cut off the length of the penis in the charged state, she learned the lesson well.
Michael grinned, looking into ...
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Veronika was sitting on the right, giving Kate the opportunity to host the backseat.
“Katya does not believe that today I caught such a catfish and let it go,” Veronika noted with a grudge in her voice. Her hands cut off the length of the penis in the charged state, she learned the lesson well.
Michael grinned, looking into ...
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Vacation was coming to me in the village with my grandmother, away from the city bustle and school worries. What could be more beautiful than summer? - Strawberries, raspberries, sunsets and sunrises the color of blood, the smell of acacia and wormwood, mowed grass, white smoke in the fields at dusk of a cold day from the heat. I was a virgin, and that natural at my age all thoughts were only about sex. In addition to strawberries and sunsets, summer is the time for half-naked girls in short skirts and shorts. I was especially excited about how jeans looked ...
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It was a cool October morning. Inna Alekseevna went to work on her usual route, going to the lyceum through the backyard. There was dense autumn fog and visibility was limited. It seemed that more than twenty meters, nothing was visible. The woman calmly walked along the path and did not ...
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Dear readers in my story 34, I will continue to talk about their sexual adventures during a trip to Poland. Briefly write about myself. My name is Ilona. Now I am 24 years old, and so I am an ordinary girl from Ukraine. Slim, of medium height, with dark hair, a chest of the second size, sweet and attractive. And now I begin my story.
I studied in the second year of economics. Almost before the winter session, I had the opportunity to go to Poland for 12 days. The trip was very ...
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I studied in the second year of economics. Almost before the winter session, I had the opportunity to go to Poland for 12 days. The trip was very ...
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I am Sanya. I'm already 18 years old. Although “already” is relative, of course. For our village where I live, it’s a lot. And for urban - I like a jerk more.
This is how I live: getting up at five in the morning, helping my mother with the housework, handling the cattle. Often neighbors are asking for something. Like a squirrel in a wheel. No wonder. I don’t have a father - he died of cirrhosis of the liver when I was only six. In our village it is almost not “professional”. For three hundred and a small residents only 42 ...
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This is how I live: getting up at five in the morning, helping my mother with the housework, handling the cattle. Often neighbors are asking for something. Like a squirrel in a wheel. No wonder. I don’t have a father - he died of cirrhosis of the liver when I was only six. In our village it is almost not “professional”. For three hundred and a small residents only 42 ...
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Dear readers, in my 35 story I will describe another one of my many sexual adventures. For those who have not read my stories in a few words I will remind myself. My name is Ilona. Now I am 24 years old. But in general, I'm a simple girl from Ukraine. Of medium height, slim, with dark hair, breasts of the second size. It is charming and attractive. And now I begin my story.
Just as I returned from Poland, I had to seriously take up my studies. The semester was already coming to an end and it was necessary ...
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Just as I returned from Poland, I had to seriously take up my studies. The semester was already coming to an end and it was necessary ...
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Dear readers, in story 36 I will describe one more of my sexual adventures. For those who have not read my stories will briefly remind myself. My name is Ilona. Now I am 24 years old. I am a simple Ukrainian girl. Of medium height, slim, with a breast of the second size, men always find me quite attractive, and some girls too. And now I begin my story.
There were the last days of the year. New Year's songs were already playing on the radio. On TV channels launched a festive decoration ...
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There were the last days of the year. New Year's songs were already playing on the radio. On TV channels launched a festive decoration ...
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