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He inserted with a blunder, the entire length. Sasha pierced sharp pain. I'm a fag, I'm a fag! He repeated to himself, I started to cry and now they fuck me. Tears flowed from his eyes. How am I going to look at my wife now? He thought. Olya stroked his head and comforted him. Be patient dear! Soon it will be easier. When...
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Sasha and Olya - a young married couple arrived after the institute in a small town. They were given an apartment, and everything would be fine if they had not gone to the lake to go swimming in one of the summer days. Having chosen a quiet secluded place, they alone sunbathed and swam. Then came the company from ...
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It was an ordinary morning, and as always I went for a run. Usually we run three of us, but this day was an exception: the guys had no free time. After running about two kilometers, I caught up with the girl and leveled with her. Having run about three hundred meters, she stopped and, having got some breath, asked:
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Hey.
So, I will begin my midnight story, about yesterday's adventures, and misadventures.
An SMS comes to me from Al ... that she will be at home from 9.30 pm, I call her and, without hope of anything, I mean sexual intercourse, because the last time she smacked me off, well, just cutting .. .
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So, I will begin my midnight story, about yesterday's adventures, and misadventures.
An SMS comes to me from Al ... that she will be at home from 9.30 pm, I call her and, without hope of anything, I mean sexual intercourse, because the last time she smacked me off, well, just cutting .. .
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