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My beautiful ass is burning from the strong hands of this bear, his sperm drips from the girl, and in his hands the camera and he looks at me with a contented look, and I feel tears in my eyes. - Well, I do not play. Now we will put you in order - says Victor and, taking me by the hand, leads along the corridor to the apartment. He takes me to the bathroom, takes off the rest of my clothes and sends me to the shower. It turns on the water, and I stand under the stream of water and quietly sobbing.
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Lesia had a girlfriend - Lena. Lena was fucked by different guys. It happened that once, it happened several times, but in general no one lingered and the constancy of personal life was not here and was not foreseen. Lesa Lena and hit, and admired in something. She could not simply relate to the guys, nor to sex, nor to Lena by herself - a beautiful, stately girl, and simple in something, and in her mind you can not refuse, and it would seem, well, what does she love to do An, no.
Lenka loved sex, loved guys, didn't want to choose ...
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Lenka loved sex, loved guys, didn't want to choose ...
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I woke up from the fact that water was murmuring somewhere, and because of this I wanted to go to the toilet for a little. Opening my eyes, I did not immediately realize where the source of the sounds was. It was a dream? Began to remember. I turn my head - the girl is sleeping, blond hair. Dasha. So it's not a dream. In the shower Katya. Need to go to the toilet. I got up, stepping carefully so as not to wake Dasha. I have a combined bathroom, there is not a lot of space, but there is a toilet, shower and washer. Getting in. Katya washes, turned ...
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It was in the mid-nineties. On a cold summer evening, I was driving tired from work in the subway, standing at the door and staring stupidly at people entering and leaving. Suddenly, from somewhere in the depths of the car, a young woman, dressed in a blouse and jeans, with a wicker bag, went to the exit ...
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In the autumn there are always few passengers on the trains. Therefore, in the compartment number 7, in which the girlfriends of Light and Karina were traveling, only they were. A premonition of a good holiday colored the trip in joyful tones. They talked and laughed. Laying out things, Sveta went for bed ...
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If half a year (in the extreme case, a year), I had a seer on the path of life, who would tell me that a similar story would happen to me soon - I would have laughed at least, taking him for another charlatan, and certainly not could take his prophecies into account. It would seem that everything is fine in my life, and what else can a daughter of wealthy parents want, who recently married successfully?
In fact, everything turned out to be much different, and now I know for sure that from ...
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In fact, everything turned out to be much different, and now I know for sure that from ...
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So, the heroine of our story - Kate. 29 years old, model appearance, height 180, third-size breast, butt worker (as my husband says), is married, has everything except thrills ... It is for them that she sometimes works in an escort company. It works not for money, but for personal pleasure. Customers are only special, because the girl herself is not easy. She was informed about this order in three days, mandatory ...
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I met Kolya in the club, and somehow we had a stormy romance very quickly. The candy-flower period did not last long, we were seized by a mad passion. Whenever possible, I stayed at his home for the night. The nights were stormy ... We talked little about our relatives or friends, we were just passionate about each other ... Probably, this is why this ridiculous story happened, which later got a completely unexpected continuation ...
I wandered around the mall in search of some little things for wardrobe ...
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I wandered around the mall in search of some little things for wardrobe ...
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This story once again confirms that we should not be afraid of unexpected meetings. On this day I left work later for an hour than usual. It was winter outside. Labor days pestered exhausted Muscovites. It was Thursday, and everyone around dreamed about Friday and made plans for the weekend. The weather was terrible: it was cold, besides the snow that had been falling all day, and Moscow finally got up. I traveled to the bus stop on the unpolished pavements, remembering the devil. The bus had to wait half an hour, so st ...
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