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1. APARTMENT DRYING. BEDROOM. MORNING.
IGOR sticks to DASHE in bed.
IGOR: (excitedly) Kitty, well, let's try in the ass at least once.
DASHA: (purring awake) Do you want my death?
IGOR: Well, I, in vain, what did the lubricant buy? You wanted to try it yourself.
DASHA: I didn’t say yes, I said maybe.
IGOR: And now what, no?
DASHA: (annoyed) In the ass, only whores fuck. Do you think I'm a whore?
IGOR: And where are the whores ...
DASHA: With that. Do not feel sorry for me at all.
IGOR: (sighs) ...
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IGOR sticks to DASHE in bed.
IGOR: (excitedly) Kitty, well, let's try in the ass at least once.
DASHA: (purring awake) Do you want my death?
IGOR: Well, I, in vain, what did the lubricant buy? You wanted to try it yourself.
DASHA: I didn’t say yes, I said maybe.
IGOR: And now what, no?
DASHA: (annoyed) In the ass, only whores fuck. Do you think I'm a whore?
IGOR: And where are the whores ...
DASHA: With that. Do not feel sorry for me at all.
IGOR: (sighs) ...
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Andrew lifted a two-liter jar of birch sap with two hands and devastated it in deep sips. In his head there was a fog, the morning orgy flashed before my eyes. Nastya was replaced by Veronika, she got a belt on the ass and ran with the roar of the room.
“Damn it!” He frowned.
And yet he was pleased. The girls, judging by the chirping voices in the garden, made up. Nastya’s father was not against Andrei sleeping with his daughter, much less Veronika. The only thing required was not ...
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“Damn it!” He frowned.
And yet he was pleased. The girls, judging by the chirping voices in the garden, made up. Nastya’s father was not against Andrei sleeping with his daughter, much less Veronika. The only thing required was not ...
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Andrei woke up from a light rustle in the room. Opening his eyes, he closed his eyes from the predawn radiance outside the window, but managed to notice Korchagin jumping on tiptoe around his backpack. Immediately I remembered yesterday’s conversation. Katya and her venture to repeat the experience of Veronica, Misha, who had nothing against it.
Frowning, Andrew turned over and tried to fall asleep with willpower. But I was already sick to sleep.
“Olya would not approve of such a thing exactly,” he imagined a daughter copulating with a big man, besides ...
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Frowning, Andrew turned over and tried to fall asleep with willpower. But I was already sick to sleep.
“Olya would not approve of such a thing exactly,” he imagined a daughter copulating with a big man, besides ...
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Korchagin found Solntsev in the kitchen, he had already finished cooking lettuce and potatoes, dodged the battlefield sadly, nervously crushing the towel in his hands.
- Why are you so sad? What happened? - Misha squinted, grinning at the corner of his lips.
- Yes, you can be pleased. Veronica raped me.
“Even so,” Korchagin looked surprised at the kitchen idyll.
All pots and pans, completely washed, lay in their places. Andrei's sarcasm with a thick touch of irritation caused Misha a light ...
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- Why are you so sad? What happened? - Misha squinted, grinning at the corner of his lips.
- Yes, you can be pleased. Veronica raped me.
“Even so,” Korchagin looked surprised at the kitchen idyll.
All pots and pans, completely washed, lay in their places. Andrei's sarcasm with a thick touch of irritation caused Misha a light ...
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Katya Solntseva ran without looking back, the oil painting, presented to her straight in the face, caused a deep internal dissonance. She finished at the same time as Michael, and the sperm that filled Veronica's face with a reproach to her conscience was now on her account. Saliva lingered in the mouth, Katya now and then swallowed, unwittingly imagining the salty taste of sperm. Is she salty? So at least told Veronica. Well, her ass!
Reaching the meadow, Solntseva stopped to rest. Nastya with dad ...
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Reaching the meadow, Solntseva stopped to rest. Nastya with dad ...
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Michael slowly taxied on the highway. On a weekday, there were practically no cars on the road. A rare collective-farm truck was moving towards it, rumbling with an empty body, raising a cloud of dust behind it.
Veronika was sitting on the right, giving Kate the opportunity to host the backseat.
“Katya does not believe that today I caught such a catfish and let it go,” Veronika noted with a grudge in her voice. Her hands cut off the length of the penis in the charged state, she learned the lesson well.
Michael grinned, looking into ...
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Veronika was sitting on the right, giving Kate the opportunity to host the backseat.
“Katya does not believe that today I caught such a catfish and let it go,” Veronika noted with a grudge in her voice. Her hands cut off the length of the penis in the charged state, she learned the lesson well.
Michael grinned, looking into ...
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A creaky bell snatched Lisa from sweet dreams.
- What time is it now? She snapped, searching for the stupid button on the bedside table.
- Sleep, Saturday after all, - muttered Anton from the other side of the bed.
“Ah,” she collapsed backwards, exhausted from fighting the alarm clock, which, moreover, had unexpectedly stopped.
Her brows slowly relaxed, her breathing calmed down, and she only sighed freely, ready to return to the country of dreams, when suddenly the nasty squeal reminded of herself again.
- Aaaa, - Lisa roared, with ...
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- What time is it now? She snapped, searching for the stupid button on the bedside table.
- Sleep, Saturday after all, - muttered Anton from the other side of the bed.
“Ah,” she collapsed backwards, exhausted from fighting the alarm clock, which, moreover, had unexpectedly stopped.
Her brows slowly relaxed, her breathing calmed down, and she only sighed freely, ready to return to the country of dreams, when suddenly the nasty squeal reminded of herself again.
- Aaaa, - Lisa roared, with ...
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The midday sun warmed the garden to a tropical bath. The fumes of richly irrigated land hung in the air, clinging to the skin with sticky sweat and dirt. Katya and Nastya, hiding under the canopy of trees, took turns riding on the swings, skillfully built on the eve of Uncle Misha.
“Oh, look who's coming,” Katya threw up her head cheerfully.
Veronica, barely moving her legs, swaying from side to side, like a zombie, obviously playing along, walked along the path between the bushes.
- Well, what are you doing, riding without me? She asked ...
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“Oh, look who's coming,” Katya threw up her head cheerfully.
Veronica, barely moving her legs, swaying from side to side, like a zombie, obviously playing along, walked along the path between the bushes.
- Well, what are you doing, riding without me? She asked ...
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Still waters run deep. Vitya learned that the younger sister is not at all the one for which she claims to be completely accidental.
Katyusha, quiet and sweetheart, developed in a regular secondary school, met with boys, one, the second. Further kisses, the case did not go, he naively believed. She has always been secretive in this regard. I walked down the street, came to eleven, flushed, my eyes were burning.
Mom was worried only about one thing: - Do you even take drugs there? - she peered with ...
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Katyusha, quiet and sweetheart, developed in a regular secondary school, met with boys, one, the second. Further kisses, the case did not go, he naively believed. She has always been secretive in this regard. I walked down the street, came to eleven, flushed, my eyes were burning.
Mom was worried only about one thing: - Do you even take drugs there? - she peered with ...
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Apartment numbers on the plates brought me to the desired entrance. From a distance I noticed a girl on the porch. With one hand she put the phone to her ear, the other held her purse.
It was a rare representative of an amazing breed of beauties: tiny, but not deprived of growth, rather, very slim. With thin handles, long legs, pronounced bending of the waist, hips and breasts. She deftly emphasized nuances of a figure with high suede boots on a hairpin. A short fitted beige coat ...
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It was a rare representative of an amazing breed of beauties: tiny, but not deprived of growth, rather, very slim. With thin handles, long legs, pronounced bending of the waist, hips and breasts. She deftly emphasized nuances of a figure with high suede boots on a hairpin. A short fitted beige coat ...
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