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My wife and I were 29 years old, when I got a job at my place to get a tour package for two to one of the tourist centers near Feodosia. The weather was beautiful: the sea - 26 degrees, the air temperature is 28. From the beach, my wife and I (her name is Alena) left only for meals, and sometimes even ...
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Larisa Vikentievna Lebedinskaya was a little over 40. She was with her husband and daughter, and a graduate schoolgirl daughter, lived in one of the cities near Moscow, and worked at a toy factory. Nature has not offended a woman by her appearance. Slightly plump blonde, with a magnificent breast, slim legs and slender waist. About these women usually say that they are like expensive wines. It’s known that the years only improve their bouquet and aroma. Larisa was appreciated at work, and her friends knew her as an excellent hostess.
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They were a very beautiful couple. And now Valeriy admired his wife - a high brown-eyed brunette, exuding such sexuality that it seemed that all the men around her were standing at her stand, then licking their eyes with a gorgeous, elastic ass, trying to penetrate their defiant décolleté, or simply enjoying the pretty features .. .
Yana herself was in some confusion, watching how the queue inexorably and quickly moves to the landing zone ... The fact is that, having become acquainted ...
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Yana herself was in some confusion, watching how the queue inexorably and quickly moves to the landing zone ... The fact is that, having become acquainted ...
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Warning: all that is written below is a figment of my imagination, inspired by the charm of my beloved wife. But if, nevertheless, it will seem to someone that the real experience or something like this (coincidence, setting) is narrated below - then the author will not discourage and prove where fiction is, and where ...
But I will still say under the torture of the Gestapo that this never happened!
Then why am I writing all this ... A natural question ... Yes, hell knows ...
First about us. We are a standard family: dad ...
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But I will still say under the torture of the Gestapo that this never happened!
Then why am I writing all this ... A natural question ... Yes, hell knows ...
First about us. We are a standard family: dad ...
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This event took place in one unremarkable evening. When I came home from work, I found a cheerful company at home — my beloved little wife Lenka, who was already pretty much pumped up, and her closest friend, Natashka. It so happened that Natasha I knew for a long time - once our mothers lay on ...
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Tanya returned at 11 pm: wound up and annoyed.
“Hello, the child is sleeping?” She snapped and, without waiting for an answer, went to the bathroom.
I followed.
- Hi ... Sleeping. What happened?
- Not now ..., - she nervously began to pull the zipper on the dress, - Fuck! Has eaten, bitch! Help
“Tell me, come to an agreement!” I pressed, unbuttoning the lock.
- Dick did not work! Unclear unless? Get away !!! I'll tell you later!
- Ok, swim ..., - seeing her condition, I wisely retreated.
Through the ...
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“Hello, the child is sleeping?” She snapped and, without waiting for an answer, went to the bathroom.
I followed.
- Hi ... Sleeping. What happened?
- Not now ..., - she nervously began to pull the zipper on the dress, - Fuck! Has eaten, bitch! Help
“Tell me, come to an agreement!” I pressed, unbuttoning the lock.
- Dick did not work! Unclear unless? Get away !!! I'll tell you later!
- Ok, swim ..., - seeing her condition, I wisely retreated.
Through the ...
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Lenka.
Champagne for me, this is a complete blackout. As far as I can remember, all the adventures began with a glass of champagne.I grew up with the constant supervision of my mother, for which of course I am very grateful. In our urban-type settlement, just an hour from Moscow, on the train ...
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Champagne for me, this is a complete blackout. As far as I can remember, all the adventures began with a glass of champagne.I grew up with the constant supervision of my mother, for which of course I am very grateful. In our urban-type settlement, just an hour from Moscow, on the train ...
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Sexwife decameron. Larisa.
Military tales. Recorded from boredom nights on duty on the part. Memories of colleagues.
In fact, erotic legends always went about distant parts and garrisons. Officers and wives “where Makar calves did not drive” will be sent for years on end ... All around the taiga, forests ... The officers spend days and days on duty and on duty, and what should their wives do? What to do? ... So they run "left." Such stories are darkness, BUT ... there is one special ...
We got married with Lariska two years ago ...
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Military tales. Recorded from boredom nights on duty on the part. Memories of colleagues.
In fact, erotic legends always went about distant parts and garrisons. Officers and wives “where Makar calves did not drive” will be sent for years on end ... All around the taiga, forests ... The officers spend days and days on duty and on duty, and what should their wives do? What to do? ... So they run "left." Such stories are darkness, BUT ... there is one special ...
We got married with Lariska two years ago ...
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