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She was one of my female students. Her name was Dasha. At first I did not pay much attention to her: at first glance, she did not stand out in the background of her friends. She dressed quite simply, was not tall, but was not tall; her face did not strike with its beauty, but at the same time it was very pretty. Straight brown hair was usually collected in the tail, emphasizing the correct shape of the face. Clear gray eyes always looked with kindness and participation, involuntarily disposing to themselves, and a special piquancy ...
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This happened half a year after graduation. We were the same age, both nearly 19 years old. Even growth is one. However, he was never my boyfriend. In his school years, he loved my best friend Olga unconsciously. She studied in a parallel class and was a year younger than us. Cyril, that was the name of my classmate, had been seeking her reciprocity for a long six years. He was a good guy. But Olya did not pay attention to him as a man. Yes Yes. You have already guessed correctly that he was an eternal prisoner of the “friendly zone” ... He communicated with me only to find out how she was doing, whether there was a boy, etc., nonsense, in the hope that this would somehow help.
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I woke up when the sun was already high above the horizon. More precisely, it was he who woke me up. Its light penetrated the window, brightly illuminating the bedroom. I did not want to get up, and I just lay with my eyes closed. In my head the events of yesterday surfaced. Girls in the bath, Natalya Petrovna, Ksyusha’s young, slim body. It seemed like it was just a dream. I opened my eyes, and turned on my side. There was a nasty creak. No, not a dream. I was lying on an old bed with a soft feather bed, I was near ...
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Dear readers, I continue to write about my sexual adventures further in my 49 story. Briefly remind myself. My name is Ilona. I am now 24 years old, and so I am an ordinary Ukrainian girl. Of medium height, slim, handsome, with a chest of the second size. Overall, quite attractive and charming. And now I begin my story.
It was the first month of spring. I studied in the second year of economics. I had no particular problems with my studies. That day I sat writing the essay on the right. Theme...
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It was the first month of spring. I studied in the second year of economics. I had no particular problems with my studies. That day I sat writing the essay on the right. Theme...
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- Attention, class! - Signora Alda called, entering the high school of Modena’s audience. Twenty graduates of her home economics department hastily fell silent. - The bell rang a minute ago. In places, we start!
Under the demanding gaze of the teacher, charming signorins lined up around the desks. The professor waited until there was complete silence in the classroom and all the pupils' eyes were directed at her. After that she resolved: "Sit down."
Signora Alda in her forty s ...
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Under the demanding gaze of the teacher, charming signorins lined up around the desks. The professor waited until there was complete silence in the classroom and all the pupils' eyes were directed at her. After that she resolved: "Sit down."
Signora Alda in her forty s ...
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Chest grew suddenly, for some half a year. But she did not add to me either femininity or confidence. I still wore dimensionless plaid shirts and dark jeans, hiding behind the baggy clothes doubts in myself.
For the winter holidays, the whole group of our first course decided to go on a trip to St. Petersburg.Everyone was laughing, jostling in groups, discussing the upcoming trip, the atmosphere was filled with anxious foreboding of adventure, adrenaline hooter of voiced voices, and only around me was ...
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For the winter holidays, the whole group of our first course decided to go on a trip to St. Petersburg.Everyone was laughing, jostling in groups, discussing the upcoming trip, the atmosphere was filled with anxious foreboding of adventure, adrenaline hooter of voiced voices, and only around me was ...
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Darya's life at the age of thirty-five did not take much shape. It's hard to say what the problem was. Dasha was a beautiful woman: short, with appetizing forms and a sad look full of mystery. Light fullness did not spoil her seductive figure, but only emphasized the pomp of her hips, heavy rounded ass and bulk chest. Men often paid attention to her, but Daria herself avoided everyone. Her loneliness was her own choice.
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I don’t know how much we sat there, but when I handed over the key to the audience on the watch below, the Electronics-5 watch, which was hanging over the head of the peacefully snoring watchman, showed “00:08”. To admit, while we were descending from the sixth floor, a whole swarm of thoughts passed through my head. I simultaneously blamed myself for what had happened and prayed that I would not accidentally meet someone I knew on the stairs (although this was unlikely, given the late hour, but still possible!), And at the same time I thought through ...
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Max could not believe what was happening. Mechanically stroking the velvety skin of her sister's thighs and gently sucking her clit, he feverishly thought that the “idiot dream” had finally come true! How many times in the last three years has he caught himself thinking that his Ritka has become a sexy beauty from a small, dodgy sneak.
The first time he saw her in a new light, when she ...
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I woke up in mixed feelings. On the one hand, I was vigorous and full of strength, here the talisman worked flawlessly, and on the other, I was completely devastated. Inside Despite the fact that I tried not to become attached to Ksyusha, it still happened. However, after the past events, all the intimacy of our relationship has faded away. As a result, she became just a female individual, the same as Nastya or Natalya, and if not for her young and slender body, the interest would most likely have disappeared completely. And although, in the few days I spent in the village, the girls were completely liberated and were ready to embody any ideas, this led to the fact that the thrill of sensations began to disappear.
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