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All morning Lana does not leave the room: jokes are bad with the tropical sun. Only by noon she, barely moving her legs, crawled out onto the balcony, holding in her hand a cup with undercooked coffee and a piece of bread spread with jam. And like last time, it “forgets” to throw something on itself. She is noticed, smiling, waving her hands in a friendly way. But naked nymph is not going to go down, she still feels weak, she has a slight chill. After standing at the railing, finishing my coffee and deciding that I had enough to show off ...
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- Hold the blanket, please. I need to undress - she whispers.
He no longer argues, he knows her habits perfectly. Not the first time Damien flies with her. A young woman, having made an incredible somersault, wriggles out of her jacket, like a baby from a shell. T-shirt over his head ... Her small elastic breasts-balls, finally free, and swaying in the twilight. Now it's the turn of the skirt. Three seconds, and it is not: "How sexy is the trace of the gum left on the velvety skin," - Damien ...
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He no longer argues, he knows her habits perfectly. Not the first time Damien flies with her. A young woman, having made an incredible somersault, wriggles out of her jacket, like a baby from a shell. T-shirt over his head ... Her small elastic breasts-balls, finally free, and swaying in the twilight. Now it's the turn of the skirt. Three seconds, and it is not: "How sexy is the trace of the gum left on the velvety skin," - Damien ...
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The phone was silent for a week. The first three days, Alice was attached, waiting for a call or a message from Herman. On the fourth I was worried in earnest ... Every now and then I was grabbing the phone, listening for a long beast for a long time. On the fifth, she did not find a place, meaninglessly walked from corner to corner, which was evident to everyone. “Has our Lisonie got sick,” colleagues whispered, “or maybe she has some kind of grief, or an emergency?” Seeing her excited state, the chief let her go.
Wandering around the shops aimlessly, breathing in gas polluted air ...
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Wandering around the shops aimlessly, breathing in gas polluted air ...
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She dressed like he asked: stilettos, stockings with a belt, a long beige cloak, and no underwear. Excited nipples rub against the rough lining of her outerwear while Alice is walking down the stairs. The vagina is pleasantly tickled by a barely tangible draft of the porch, wading under the cloak. Feeling almost naked is unusual and exciting. The front door creaked, the girl fluttered out of the warm entrance into a frost, not protected vagina, feeling cold, squeezed, hiding the clitoris deep into ...
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On a broad avenue Mustang enters the bridge. The car, without reducing speed, rushes through the narrow streets of the reserve. Trees, gates, houses, pillars flash before Alice’s eyes. Memories of youth piled on her. She recognizes these places, the heart beats anxiously. The same road, the same turn, the same hotel, the hotel of her distant youth. There can be no mistake, she has been here before. The chain of distant events pops up from the depths of memory. Here are the gates, they are also painted in dark green paint. Security guard...
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She woke from the cold. The blanket is crumpled. On the left, measured snoring, lies the male body.
"Oh my God!", - the woman looks at her watch and jumps up: "He is already waiting, and I ...?"
Quickly having washed, having finished eyes and lips, she puts on. There is no time left for breakfast. Catching a handbag, in which her panties and stockings rest, she minces up the stairs.
Morning coolness burns bare legs, climbs under the skirt, tickles, already wet, vagina. A young woman hastily goes to her car ...
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"Oh my God!", - the woman looks at her watch and jumps up: "He is already waiting, and I ...?"
Quickly having washed, having finished eyes and lips, she puts on. There is no time left for breakfast. Catching a handbag, in which her panties and stockings rest, she minces up the stairs.
Morning coolness burns bare legs, climbs under the skirt, tickles, already wet, vagina. A young woman hastily goes to her car ...
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It was dawn outside.Svetlana opened her eyes, tore her nipped cheek off the table, not knowing why yet, but she felt bad. An unpleasant chill ran down his neck from neck to tailbone. And after looking, with still dull, sleepy eyes at the monitor, the notebook-a felt that the worst had happened. In the center of the screen blinked red inscription: Margin Call - the worst nightmare of all currency traders. After she realized that she had nothing on the account, except a tiny amount of a few dollars, a kitchen, a window ...
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Svetlana sprawled on the bedspread, bent, bulging pubis. From the path only he is visible, and her dark brown nipples resemble two overripe cherries. Her backpack is near, in the grass near the beach mat. The woman is hot, sweat accumulates in the navel hollow, flows down rare paths along the neck. It is all in its droplets, as if it just came out of the water, but it is not. Not only from sweat it is wet. It flows, the vagina shines. Svetlana, the only naked woman on a wild beach ...
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The woman opened her eyes. Terribly wanted sex. Swollen nipples pressed starchy, just yesterday, a sheet in the mattress. It was dark in the room, only somewhere to the left, in the dirty, long-unwashed window opening, the dawn broke. The city was still asleep, like the household. Nearby, in the crib, the little daughter stretched out her arms, smiling in her sleep, something. From the next room I could hear Alexey’s even snoring.
“Why did I leave him, why did I lead to pleading. Where now with him? I'm on ...
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“Why did I leave him, why did I lead to pleading. Where now with him? I'm on ...
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And he stood and watched, shocked and stupor deprived him of his mobility, he did not know what to do.
When you have your girlfriend in front of your eyes, and, at the same time, she is happy with everything, moreover, happy as he has not seen for a very long time
Demen was at a loss. What is happening and excited and humiliated him. Suddenly, a familiar voice seemed to wake him up: “Dimka, come,” came the message from this living tangle of human bodies. Sometimes she called him that long-forgotten name, but he knew exactly who she was ...
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When you have your girlfriend in front of your eyes, and, at the same time, she is happy with everything, moreover, happy as he has not seen for a very long time
Demen was at a loss. What is happening and excited and humiliated him. Suddenly, a familiar voice seemed to wake him up: “Dimka, come,” came the message from this living tangle of human bodies. Sometimes she called him that long-forgotten name, but he knew exactly who she was ...
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