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When he came home, he felt heavy, incomprehensible tightness throughout his body. He knew that there were many interesting things in the world, that the “State” was many times more fascinating than any woman, but he could not stop. The indomitable sexual instinct forced his thoughts to envelop with a sweet mist of hints, playful looks, half-naked bodies and passionately carrying hands, he saw familiar faces, heard gentle voices, but could not, could not answer them; he would like to talk to them, but they are not ...
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- Do not, Dan, do not stop it! Please stop, it hurts me! - Julia moaned under me, but I didn’t slow down, intoxicated by sex and power over the girl, periodically smacking her ass and twisting her nipples, causing Julia to howl and try to free herself from my hands. “Yes, like this, still for you,” I whispered with a harshness incomprehensible to me, rhythmically fucking the girl and trying to get in as deep as possible. - Please, Dan, - suddenly ...
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Eleventh grade is the most wonderful time in school, when cute girlish bodies have formed almost completely, and numerous guys see their charms, covered with elastic silk, six days a week - from different angles and at different times of the day. In addition, studies and exams do not worry everyone, you can do more interesting things. The most advanced part of the school population is immersed in love affairs, because puberty makes itself felt every hour, and most girls think about sex ...
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