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The capital was buried in flowers, each shop, each shop was decorated with a festive wreath or bouquet. In the taverns and squares poured free wine, toasts were heard to the new ruler and his knights. The country that lost the war was euphoric. The tyrant fell, the oppressor fell, that for decades he drank the blood of the common people.
The victorious warriors marched along the main street, the stone pavement trembled under their mighty walk. City guards with difficulty pushed aside the townspeople who lined up along the street ...
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The victorious warriors marched along the main street, the stone pavement trembled under their mighty walk. City guards with difficulty pushed aside the townspeople who lined up along the street ...
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Things didn't go well. He understood this in the first minute of work, when nothing had been done yet. The process did not begin on the rails: the brush went past the invisible contours, and Karina was very shy (or played the restraint perfectly): she sat like on a fence, was hunched, had a forehead ... Besides, he quickly realized that she’s not so much painting as she looks on her cunt, half-hidden by the sheet. Petals, visible to him, in full view, glittered wetly in the sunbeam, and for some reason this interested him more than drawing.
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Summer is coming to an end, leaving behind beautiful memories that I would like to share.
This year I managed to get a summer cottage, which my old friend Sergey got me. Sergey was a member of the dacha cooperative for the past three years. Coming to him for a fishing trip, I noted with good envy the acquisition of such a property where you can relax ...
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This year I managed to get a summer cottage, which my old friend Sergey got me. Sergey was a member of the dacha cooperative for the past three years. Coming to him for a fishing trip, I noted with good envy the acquisition of such a property where you can relax ...
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The girl sat down next to the bed, and I slowly began to caress her gorgeous breasts. At first, I lightly pinched my nipples and crushed the appetizing hemispheres, pressing them together, then I took the resilient nipple in my mouth and began to suck it, forcing Olivia to moan with pleasure. She often confessed to me that my touch to the chest brought her almost to orgasm, so why not? But today, the girl had other plans: she pulled off my pants along with the boxers and kissed the excited member affectionately, wrapping it in its delicate handle. She slowly moved her up and down, admiring a strong, rearing penis, caressing the eggs with the other hand. Having tortured me some more, the brunette nevertheless touched the head and licked it. Her tongue skillfully tickled all the most sensitive places, but it inflamed me even more.
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Summer this year in the village turned out to be hot and sultry. The sun has scorched mercilessly for three weeks in a row. All those who were free from work in the fields and farms of the village disappeared, some in the shady forest, some on the river, and those who were just holed up in the house doing their living. And we, a healthy 13-16 year old “bulls”, are already bored with splashing, sunbathing, driving a tractor and doing other rural entertainment. I wanted something unusual, exciting. Most of us wanted sex, or at least a relationship with ...
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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 met ...
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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 met ...
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The apartment greeted us with familiar smells and comfort - home, sweet home! Christina quickly changed into home clothes and began to prepare for bed. She laid the sofa in the living room with fresh linen, then began to rewire our matrimonial bed in the bedroom. Noticing my puzzled look, the wife smiled, but said nothing. I opened the refrigerator, intending to get out something stronger than kefir, but with regret found that there was not a drop of alcohol at home. Naturally...
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I got lost at night, and even when it was light, I could not understand where I was. The navigator in the car shamelessly lied, claiming that I am in the middle of a lake. Neither oncoming cars, nor locals, I have not seen for a long time. Therefore, noticing in the morning mist a figure lonely wandering along the road, I sighed with relief and slowed down. The figure has grown, and turned into a girl. Hearing the noise of the engine, she went to the side of the road and stopped. Very young, 18 years old, slim, brown hair braided in a thick braid to the priests. In the lung ...
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In fact, Christina was categorically against her father’s marriage, although five years had passed since their divorce from her mother. However, the stepmother managed to impress her, so she soon changed her mind. Larisa was a sweet, well-mannered, elegant lady who, moreover, endlessly admired her beauty and constantly presented gifts. Christina even sometimes reproached herself by buying these gifts - expensive perfumes, fashion jewelry, vintage accessories and other pleasant things ...
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- You'd better say what: where is our mega-fucker, eh? - My friend asked me at a regular student binge.
And how should this be answered? Say that in love? Laugh. Yes, I myself am not sure of anything yet. I myself do not understand what is happening in my head.
But the fact remains. My name is Nikolai, I'm twenty years old. I'm learning to ... well, by the way, to hell. What does it matter to you? You didn’t discover my writings, didn’t you? Who am I, whence, how old are I - you are ...
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And how should this be answered? Say that in love? Laugh. Yes, I myself am not sure of anything yet. I myself do not understand what is happening in my head.
But the fact remains. My name is Nikolai, I'm twenty years old. I'm learning to ... well, by the way, to hell. What does it matter to you? You didn’t discover my writings, didn’t you? Who am I, whence, how old are I - you are ...
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