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I was eighteen and my mother and I were preparing for a new year. The new year fell out for repairs, so the house was only a relative order, the wardrobe was moved to the wall, the nightstand stood in the middle of the room, but garlands and tinsel brightened the situation.
Everything went as usual, the festive mood, my mother made salads, and I sat in the hall and cleaned the vegetables looking at the festive programs. It all started with the fact that last night, in the night air, I recorded a program on local television - an erotic carnival, it was ...
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Everything went as usual, the festive mood, my mother made salads, and I sat in the hall and cleaned the vegetables looking at the festive programs. It all started with the fact that last night, in the night air, I recorded a program on local television - an erotic carnival, it was ...
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Immediately I will write that the reason for the publication is that I would like to hear in the comments whether someone had something similar, and just your opinion. This is an easy story, it was all really and even though I was a little ashamed to think about it, the situation was very piquant and exciting.
It was, in principle, not very long ago, this summer, I came from a rented apartment home to my mother for a couple of days. Then I was eighteen years old, soon should have turned nineteen, and my mother the other day ...
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It was, in principle, not very long ago, this summer, I came from a rented apartment home to my mother for a couple of days. Then I was eighteen years old, soon should have turned nineteen, and my mother the other day ...
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