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"Russian Fig"
Chapter 1.
"Girl! Girl, well, wait! Girl! You just have awesome legs! ”
Hearing this, I turned my head and saw a Mercedes S-Class rolling alongside and sticking out from there, and emitting drooling, "arrogant face" of about fifty years in glasses and with a bald head on ...
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Chapter 1.
"Girl! Girl, well, wait! Girl! You just have awesome legs! ”
Hearing this, I turned my head and saw a Mercedes S-Class rolling alongside and sticking out from there, and emitting drooling, "arrogant face" of about fifty years in glasses and with a bald head on ...
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My husband and I, a professor at the Faculty of Philosophy of Moscow State University, were returning home from the south, sitting in the beautiful soft seats of the Volga Region and were mostly silent. We were silent because over the ten years of our life, somehow everything cooled down and “bronzed”. My husband constantly "built" every day, and I ...
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I do not advise reading this to those who are not yet finished gonzo. My story will appeal only to those whom all already known ideas of relationships (Dominance, Fetish, whip, etc.) have got and he is looking for a supernova! For those who crave for this revolution!
Then I was 16 years old, I was ...
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Then I was 16 years old, I was ...
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