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When you get your first kiss in life and you do not know the girl who gave it, imagination can tell any of her name. A light touch of girlish lips, and you, who have not been kissed before, wrestle with your head about who they are - these wet, warm lips belong. You'd be surprised how this is possible, but life creates many more mysteries before the boys than this one. Only need to be ready to solve them. I had to grow up and be on the verge of the abyss to ...
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Vika lowered the blanket, revealing her bare, tanned chest. Tightened, convex (which she considers her superplus), the halves of the breasts, like the whole body, are completely baked by the rays of the tanning bed. Brownish nipples make the final touch to the sexuality of her bust. Vika throws off the blanket completely and shows absolutely naked body. Having stretched luxurious black hair on a pillow, it is bent like a panther, seductively raising its left leg and opening the sheath of the vagina a little. Any man ...
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I want to catch a summer tan and throw my head up, exposing my face to the striking rays. The sun is at its zenith, it burns the skin, blinds the eyes, and I save my eyes by dropping them on the waves. Andrew, grabbing Lena in his arms, turns her in the water, and she squeals while laughing, cutting the silence of the beach with her sonorous girlish voice. I note that the sun is not the brightest that is now in the whole picture. I know nothing can be brighter than this couple, bathing in the waves. They do not take each other ...
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What are we willing to pay for our passion? What is the price of nastiness done for her? And where is that thin thread, which can not be torn off, making its way in the darkness of incomprehensible life? Boys find these answers even if they don’t rush to get them. They find them with pain ... and with pleasure ... The summer sun burned water drops on my body when I came out of the river and fell on the coastal sand. The feeling after bathing, so frequent during the school holidays (there are two weeks left before the start of the new school year), is super ...
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"Happy birthday to you!"
I wake up in my lonely bachelor bed to the congratulatory melody of a mobile phone. Today is special. It is ridiculous to remind yourself of your own birthday, but at my age it is more and more difficult to be surprised. I feel the morning erection of the male, just in case (I suddenly deceived myself!) I look around the second half of the bed, and what I see reminds me - today I slept alone. Without the "pussy", "hare" and other beautiful representatives of the female ...
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I wake up in my lonely bachelor bed to the congratulatory melody of a mobile phone. Today is special. It is ridiculous to remind yourself of your own birthday, but at my age it is more and more difficult to be surprised. I feel the morning erection of the male, just in case (I suddenly deceived myself!) I look around the second half of the bed, and what I see reminds me - today I slept alone. Without the "pussy", "hare" and other beautiful representatives of the female ...
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The flash clicked in the dark like an accurate shot, and I fixed the shot. A guy with a girl, hugging tightly, stood at the cafe, carried away by a mutual kiss. I caught their lips locked, eyes closed. Passion has left my intervention unnoticed by them. They were not distracted and did not glance in my direction, but I got what I wanted. Photos of someone else's love. I needed it in my photo collection.
Because I didn't have my love.
Mentally I envy this couple, kindly, white envy ...
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Because I didn't have my love.
Mentally I envy this couple, kindly, white envy ...
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My breath quickened and trembled in time with my body. The pressure from the inside dismissed timidity and gave the hands absolute freedom. It was as if I broke out of a cage, and my hands were below Alenka under the dress.She breathes in my response — warm, intermittent, gentle, like the light sound of a spring breeze. She wrapped her hands around me, as if she wove a net, and I know that I was completely confused. I tear my lips from her neck and look down. Bare legs — the most dangerous place in a girl — opened their mouths, filling ...
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The driver, a man of Caucasian appearance, famously drove Nastya through the streets of the city. Finally, he stopped near a large house on the outskirts of the park, surrounded by a high lattice fence. Nastya read the name on the plate at the gate, which had still hung, apparently, from sovdepovskih times. “Klara Zetkin Boarding School”. On her way from Moscow, the taxi driver of this provincial town was put a full stop. “Thank you,” said Nastya, rummaging around in a bag for settlement with Caucasians. - & nbsp ...
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- Start! The judge commanded, and my heart stopped. Time has gone, but in a completely different dimension. For an athlete who stepped on a rock, it flew, for me it stopped, like frozen ice at this time of the New Year.
The final of the climbing tournament, and the last participant began to climb up. Artificial rock, height 22 meters, here, outside the city, personified the apex of mountain ranges. All boys who got sick with this risky dream of climbing these dreams ...
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The final of the climbing tournament, and the last participant began to climb up. Artificial rock, height 22 meters, here, outside the city, personified the apex of mountain ranges. All boys who got sick with this risky dream of climbing these dreams ...
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She passes by and I can feel the air melting. Evaporates, disappears, and I seem to have nothing to breathe. I stand, boy, what hundreds in our school, and I know that I do not have the strength to turn her gaze. Look at me. I hesitate to claim it. Marina always looks ahead - confidently and purposefully. The spring wind accelerated on the school playground and brought her scent to me. Soft, fragrant, the creation of perfume and clean maiden skin, he tickles my nostrils and ...
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