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Marcus was beautiful. Blond hair to shoulders, gray - blue warm eyes, soft full lips. Tall, excellent body, always dressed in stylish biker clothes. Add to this the intelligence, sense of humor and recklessness on the verge of a foul ... And this is a miracle that could be taken on the main role in “Sons of Anarchy”, itself fell into my hands. And after a year of "love" via Skype, diluted with rare meetings "at the weekend" ...
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Since that beautiful July, when I managed to fuck Dasha as much as two times, two months passed. We studied at the same university, but in different faculties. I saw her between the couples, walked with her after class.
When it was the end of September, I, as usual, walked in the park. In the courtyard there was a golden autumn in the best sense of the word. Everything was covered with leaves of various scales: from gold to burgundy shades. The warm gentle sun warmed the earth.
Dasha was walking next to me. She was...
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When it was the end of September, I, as usual, walked in the park. In the courtyard there was a golden autumn in the best sense of the word. Everything was covered with leaves of various scales: from gold to burgundy shades. The warm gentle sun warmed the earth.
Dasha was walking next to me. She was...
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And then I was scared.
Instead of being satisfied with one guy, I was immediately drawn to four. I didn’t just want them, thinking only of the obvious part of the body, but I wanted at all levels, and not even once. Maybe this is polyamory? It seems like not a mental disorder, but it creates considerable problems to the usual way of things ...
But first things first. I'll tell you from the beginning. About the game that spun around me and dragged me to the very depths ...
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Instead of being satisfied with one guy, I was immediately drawn to four. I didn’t just want them, thinking only of the obvious part of the body, but I wanted at all levels, and not even once. Maybe this is polyamory? It seems like not a mental disorder, but it creates considerable problems to the usual way of things ...
But first things first. I'll tell you from the beginning. About the game that spun around me and dragged me to the very depths ...
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Good day, reader / reader! What you read further is a fragment of real correspondence. Virtual sex is beautiful and exciting.
SHE IS:
Warm spring, probably April. We spend time in a large company of friends or just good friends. Perhaps it's someone's birthday. And none of those present knows that there is something between us.
We communicate, have fun, flirt with guys and girls, try to pretend that they are not interesting to each other. And only occasionally, I ...
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SHE IS:
Warm spring, probably April. We spend time in a large company of friends or just good friends. Perhaps it's someone's birthday. And none of those present knows that there is something between us.
We communicate, have fun, flirt with guys and girls, try to pretend that they are not interesting to each other. And only occasionally, I ...
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A few days have passed since my meeting with that young boy, from whose blush I have everything in my heart trembling, and my abdomen is compressed sweetly ... His gentlest hands on my body ... I seemed to be back in my youth, when about the delights of the sexual satisfaction was not told to me.Today is my day when I left the work to touch me with my paws, and therefore the evening is free for something pleasant. The soul was torn into battle, and the body ... The body trembled with anticipation. Who i am today Injured ...
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The order of the fleet commander on the formation of two virgin companies entered the naval base on the eve of May Day holidays. For all the charges and readiness of the mouth, the commander set up fifteen days, and, as always, he had to do what could have been done quietly yesterday, with sin in half, with senseless running around and winding his nerves into a fist. As it was previously reported that all cars to ...
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Chapter 10. METAMORPHOSES OF THE BAYUDERSParis, 1914 Now I often visit the editor-in-chief of the influential newspaper The Journal du Midi, Paul Olivier, in his office. “I am forced to do this because he rarely appears in my mansion in Neuilly. And, in the end, I gave myself not to him ...
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Fortune has the property to end its action before the alcohol from the deodorant evaporates. It happened with Nastya, who just started playing and did not understand what was happening. Awareness of the act comes only when everything ends. As usual, having drunk enough light dope from the bottle, Nastya began to laugh. She had fun, because Yury and Oleg were next, who in the future could become a distant relative. In the present tense, Oleg was Nastya's neighbor and friend. Looking around, Nastya realized that she was at home with Yuri. She was not able to get scared. Have enough power
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