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I listened attentively to the story of Katya and gradually began to boil.
We had already left the bathroom and sat on the sofa - Katya sat on my chest, and I, leaning my cheek with my hand, listened.
“He ... my uncle,” she looked at me not very confidently, but I immediately kissed her on the lips, assuring my willingness to listen to whatever she said, “for the first time he ... fucked me when I came from school, and mom was not at home. Yes, and then she disappeared when she tried to declare to the prosecutor at this reptile ... Dad ...
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We had already left the bathroom and sat on the sofa - Katya sat on my chest, and I, leaning my cheek with my hand, listened.
“He ... my uncle,” she looked at me not very confidently, but I immediately kissed her on the lips, assuring my willingness to listen to whatever she said, “for the first time he ... fucked me when I came from school, and mom was not at home. Yes, and then she disappeared when she tried to declare to the prosecutor at this reptile ... Dad ...
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Well, well, I promised to continue ... Yes, this is Mark again. And not to write all that happened, I can not. If anyone is wondering what happened next, I will tell you.
We stood under warm jets of water in the shower stall, in my bathroom. I brought there Kate, turned on the water so ...
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We stood under warm jets of water in the shower stall, in my bathroom. I brought there Kate, turned on the water so ...
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Let's start with pouring out the soul.
This story took place about 4 years ago in the capital of Belarus - Minsk (who suddenly does not know). Then I was still a student of the 2nd year “Kulka” (Belarusian University of Culture). In the hostel where he lived (I was from another city) not often, but they were going to ...
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This story took place about 4 years ago in the capital of Belarus - Minsk (who suddenly does not know). Then I was still a student of the 2nd year “Kulka” (Belarusian University of Culture). In the hostel where he lived (I was from another city) not often, but they were going to ...
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