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Institute. Dressing room It's half past eight in the morning. Girls in a hurry to remove the bras and panties, attaching them to the designated hooks. The entire wall is stuck with hooks — the first course, the second, the third ... A dressmaker sits at the exit, a grumpy aunt of about fifty. Approaching her, you need to unbutton her blouse, lift her skirt. All in sight. Zadrala, showed, free, next. The aunt contemptuously snorts and gives out a token. Without it - nowhere.
A crowd of female students climb the stairs and ...
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At the request of those who wrote to me in the drugs, I post “absolutely indecent rules”))
^^ Rules of conduct, if a guy came to you ^^
1) If you are waiting for your boyfriend, then you must (or rather should) dress appropriately: a dress, sarafan, at least a short robe is allowed. If a guy wants to use you right away, he will hardly be able to get to hard-to-reach places))
2) Should (or rather, should) in the morning prepare a bikini area so that it is smooth and pleasant to the touch ...
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^^ Rules of conduct, if a guy came to you ^^
1) If you are waiting for your boyfriend, then you must (or rather should) dress appropriately: a dress, sarafan, at least a short robe is allowed. If a guy wants to use you right away, he will hardly be able to get to hard-to-reach places))
2) Should (or rather, should) in the morning prepare a bikini area so that it is smooth and pleasant to the touch ...
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I am standing in the middle of a large hall, something like a school assembly, but without chairs. I have a long white T-shirt with a deep neckline and some uncomfortable high-heeled shoes. In a moment, the thought burns that there is no bottom. Well, you understand, not at all. Oh oh! With all my strength I try to pull the t-shirt lower, which is why my chest immediately falls out. God, where is the skirt! - Hey, you! - from somewhere behind you hear a nasty nasal voice, like baryg in our market. Strange ...
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I was sitting in the bedroom, comfortably tucking my legs under me, and tinting my eyelashes, trying to outdo the magazine model, which flaunted on the spread with a short pleated skirt when the loud voice of my boyfriend Vova called me into the living room.
Vovka with her crony Hummer had been cutting for some time in some kind of igruh on the net. Some unfamiliar guy joined them, very young in appearance, even without a trace of shaving on his cheeks. Looks like Vovka and Hummer were fought on the same team, but ...
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Vovka with her crony Hummer had been cutting for some time in some kind of igruh on the net. Some unfamiliar guy joined them, very young in appearance, even without a trace of shaving on his cheeks. Looks like Vovka and Hummer were fought on the same team, but ...
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It was compiled with a girlfriend during a period of violent hypersexuality, so I humbly beg him not to kick his legs))
Should (or rather must) use cosmetics every day. Even when you're at home. Suddenly, someone will come to visit, and you are not ready.
2. Must (or rather must) wear skirts, dresses and sarafan. And the shortest. Never wear pants and jeans, you're a girl.
Should (or rather should) go without panties. Even at school. Even when...
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Should (or rather must) use cosmetics every day. Even when you're at home. Suddenly, someone will come to visit, and you are not ready.
2. Must (or rather must) wear skirts, dresses and sarafan. And the shortest. Never wear pants and jeans, you're a girl.
Should (or rather should) go without panties. Even at school. Even when...
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