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A short man of about fifty entered the apartment, closing the door behind him. He stumbled a bit on the rug, put a leather briefcase on the floor, took off his hat and threw his hat on the top shelf. Hastily he took off his shoes, took off his coat from his shoulders and grabbed his briefcase, walked along a half-dark corridor, heading for one of the rooms, into the bedroom. Gently put the briefcase near the double bed, closer to the bedside table and singing merrily, began to undress.
He took off his shirt, shirt, pants, sitting on the bed, and took off his socks ...
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He took off his shirt, shirt, pants, sitting on the bed, and took off his socks ...
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I'll come home from work, turn on the computer,
Girls I want to see naked.
I'll go to the directory, click the mouse,
The screen lights up with girlish beauty.
Flickering girls ... their breasts and thighs,
Pipiski shaggy, like sheep.
I breathe hard, and I hear a groan,
And a member for a long time torn out of dirty pants.
A lot of commercials, their whole site-rip,
And in each of them the princess lies ...
Lies on the couch, il cancer stands,
Ladosha crotch pulls his.
I jerk off my mind all over the five
Girl in the screen counting alive.
Head nail ...
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Girls I want to see naked.
I'll go to the directory, click the mouse,
The screen lights up with girlish beauty.
Flickering girls ... their breasts and thighs,
Pipiski shaggy, like sheep.
I breathe hard, and I hear a groan,
And a member for a long time torn out of dirty pants.
A lot of commercials, their whole site-rip,
And in each of them the princess lies ...
Lies on the couch, il cancer stands,
Ladosha crotch pulls his.
I jerk off my mind all over the five
Girl in the screen counting alive.
Head nail ...
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Maria, Maria ... simplemente Maria! ... Everyone remembers this dirty teeth series of the mid-90s. But few people saw the first series, ruthlessly thrown out during the final editing of the motion picture. And I saw! And I will tell you, dear readers, how the formation of the legend actually began.
- Mary, are you sleeping? - in the darkness boyish voice rang out.
A gas lamp standing on a wicker bedside table caught fire. A beautiful black-haired, black-eyed girl, in a white nightie, half covered ...
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- Mary, are you sleeping? - in the darkness boyish voice rang out.
A gas lamp standing on a wicker bedside table caught fire. A beautiful black-haired, black-eyed girl, in a white nightie, half covered ...
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- Hello ... Light, hello! ... Yes, how are you ...? - Sergey said cheerfully, fiddling with the telephone wire, marveling at himself.
He had never spoken like that, never talked like that to girls, like most guys his age. - See you ...? Yes, I know where you live ... I will meet you near your door ... I will be there soon! He finished, putting the phone down.
Humorously humming, the young man threw on his coat, thrust his legs into his shoes, and smiled broadly, popped out the door ...
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He had never spoken like that, never talked like that to girls, like most guys his age. - See you ...? Yes, I know where you live ... I will meet you near your door ... I will be there soon! He finished, putting the phone down.
Humorously humming, the young man threw on his coat, thrust his legs into his shoes, and smiled broadly, popped out the door ...
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