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At the beginning of January, 20 ..., when the New Year's hangover was already slowly releasing its victims, three gathered in one of the St. Petersburg hotels.
All of them were friends from the Sex Lovers Forum, who decided to evolve and jointly celebrate the New Year.
Especially for this purpose was organized Jeanne, a beautiful blonde with tits like a bird of paradise. One of my friends volunteered to get a girl for three, assuring that they would not find another one. He was...
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At the beginning of January, 20 ..., when the New Year's hangover was already slowly releasing its victims, three gathered in one of the St. Petersburg hotels.
All of them were friends from the Sex Lovers Forum, who decided to evolve and jointly celebrate the New Year.
Especially for this purpose was organized Jeanne, a beautiful blonde with tits like a bird of paradise. One of my friends volunteered to get a girl for three, assuring that they would not find another one. He was...
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- Nastyuh! Do you remember, we went to the zoo, and you hid from my tiger for my booty, eh? My priest was always wide, the tiger was not visible ... Do you remember, I threw you up? Like a rocket, like this - vzhuh, vzhuh! ... How time flies, go crazy ... How old are you? “Oh, how much,” answered Nastya's father, because Nastya was silent, wiping her plates violently. - An adult already it, you know? A student ... - ... a space turbine, an athlete ... and just ...
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1. Pink - Let's go fuck! - Hush! Well, what do you mean to disgrace me ... “Have to do it,” Liu happily pulled, clutching Shmygin's sleeve. - Where will we go? - somewhere! Go to your hut! - Let's go. You only, this ... Do not swear. - Who taught me? You taught! - Well, not in public, fucking ...
Shmyga wandered for Liu, jumping like titmouse.
She was happy. Three weeks ago she became a woman, and since then she has bathed in ...
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Shmyga wandered for Liu, jumping like titmouse.
She was happy. Three weeks ago she became a woman, and since then she has bathed in ...
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The first thing that saw his eyes, was the sky. And silence.
It was strange - silence is not visible, but it was so thick and visible that Don Cesar actually saw it, and even felt the pores of the skin.
The sky was blue, bottomless blue, and the silence was also blue, even lilac, like shadows in the evening hours. She washed Don Cesar like a baby. She covered his body and soul like butter. Neither Cadiz nor Seville had such silence ...
Suddenly, Don Cesar jumped to his feet.
Initially jumped - a ...
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It was strange - silence is not visible, but it was so thick and visible that Don Cesar actually saw it, and even felt the pores of the skin.
The sky was blue, bottomless blue, and the silence was also blue, even lilac, like shadows in the evening hours. She washed Don Cesar like a baby. She covered his body and soul like butter. Neither Cadiz nor Seville had such silence ...
Suddenly, Don Cesar jumped to his feet.
Initially jumped - a ...
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- Well, so? Weak? - Not weak, not weak. Shut up! - Well, so stamp it! - Well, so I stamp ...
I go to the next tent.
The girl went somewhere, and it was really bad ... no, here she comes out of the tent with a balloon of water.
I slowed down, but mocking glances stuck in my back. The lips cursed, the legs themselves moved on ...
The situation was almost hopeless. Or rather, even without any "almost." It's a pity. Oh, how sorry, so you rasperetak. The girl is something ...
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I go to the next tent.
The girl went somewhere, and it was really bad ... no, here she comes out of the tent with a balloon of water.
I slowed down, but mocking glances stuck in my back. The lips cursed, the legs themselves moved on ...
The situation was almost hopeless. Or rather, even without any "almost." It's a pity. Oh, how sorry, so you rasperetak. The girl is something ...
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We met her at sea.
Read - “met at the sea” - and immediately think about resort dating: a cafe, a cocktail, black glasses ... In our case, everything was different. There were sea, shore, rocks. There were tents. Lots of sun and sand. And a lot of body, glossy, salted body, sunburnt in chocolate.
We rested "savages" - me and Julia, my wife. She was in this position for only a couple of months, and I still didn’t believe that I could lick this miracle plenty, charming and ...
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Read - “met at the sea” - and immediately think about resort dating: a cafe, a cocktail, black glasses ... In our case, everything was different. There were sea, shore, rocks. There were tents. Lots of sun and sand. And a lot of body, glossy, salted body, sunburnt in chocolate.
We rested "savages" - me and Julia, my wife. She was in this position for only a couple of months, and I still didn’t believe that I could lick this miracle plenty, charming and ...
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- Ffuh. Nice frolic. - Yes. - On a mug of beer? - This is not a sin. - Right.
Two came out, puffing out of the bowling club, and headed to the nearest stall, which overgrown, like colored mushrooms, around the cable car.
Cotton wool mist swirled around. A strange combination of populations and silence, always surprising at Ai-Petri, evoked a melancholy. Crouching under the tent, they received their Chernihivske and silently savored it, looking into the blue abyss, gaping ...
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Two came out, puffing out of the bowling club, and headed to the nearest stall, which overgrown, like colored mushrooms, around the cable car.
Cotton wool mist swirled around. A strange combination of populations and silence, always surprising at Ai-Petri, evoked a melancholy. Crouching under the tent, they received their Chernihivske and silently savored it, looking into the blue abyss, gaping ...
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This strange story happened in the middle of the last century.
When the Nazis were kicked out of Nezhin, a Komsomol girl was found in the basements of the Gestapo, half dead from torture.
Her left hand was burnt to ashes, there were no nails on her legs, long nails were hammered into her knees, and this is only a small part of what was done to her. But the organs were fine, and the face was not damaged at all. It can be seen, our ripened on time.
Her name was Olya. She spent several months in the hospital, where a young doctor named her was nursing her ...
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When the Nazis were kicked out of Nezhin, a Komsomol girl was found in the basements of the Gestapo, half dead from torture.
Her left hand was burnt to ashes, there were no nails on her legs, long nails were hammered into her knees, and this is only a small part of what was done to her. But the organs were fine, and the face was not damaged at all. It can be seen, our ripened on time.
Her name was Olya. She spent several months in the hospital, where a young doctor named her was nursing her ...
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No, verily Allah is merciful, the wise turned away from Him. In assholes such a day! ...
None other than the evil eye of the market fortune-teller. They are yellow, with whitewashes - and it’s terrible to remember. Or did he spot the new month over his left shoulder. I tried not to look, but he himself climbed into his eyes ...
Aisha's favorite mare hurt her leg. Time.
In the fountain, where it is so sweet to be sad alone, the sick raven fell and died, exuding a stench. Two.
From the beloved dagger broke a large ruby. Three.
From...
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None other than the evil eye of the market fortune-teller. They are yellow, with whitewashes - and it’s terrible to remember. Or did he spot the new month over his left shoulder. I tried not to look, but he himself climbed into his eyes ...
Aisha's favorite mare hurt her leg. Time.
In the fountain, where it is so sweet to be sad alone, the sick raven fell and died, exuding a stench. Two.
From the beloved dagger broke a large ruby. Three.
From...
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So her name was Malvina. Thanks to parents. And she really had blue hair. But this is already thanks to him, Ivan Abramych.
Ivan Abramych did not think that this would happen. He came to the party that his new neighbors, the Mironenki, had arranged. Was in shock, joking. And Malva said to Mironenko, a fair-haired, unbearably tender and rosy girl who stared at him all evening: - What kind of Malvina are you? Where are the blue hair? BUT? It is said after all - “a girl with blue hair ...
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Ivan Abramych did not think that this would happen. He came to the party that his new neighbors, the Mironenki, had arranged. Was in shock, joking. And Malva said to Mironenko, a fair-haired, unbearably tender and rosy girl who stared at him all evening: - What kind of Malvina are you? Where are the blue hair? BUT? It is said after all - “a girl with blue hair ...
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