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1 part. A meeting
I did not think I was getting married again. It’s just that when you are over forty, long-term relationships are straining, but you want something very enchanting, easy, fun ... I got acquainted, seduced, tried everything imaginable and unthinkable, and when conversations about sharing begin ...
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I did not think I was getting married again. It’s just that when you are over forty, long-term relationships are straining, but you want something very enchanting, easy, fun ... I got acquainted, seduced, tried everything imaginable and unthinkable, and when conversations about sharing begin ...
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Part 5
Sixth day of rest
In the morning, Dasha was at least nervous enough, but much more adequate. What is called, the morning of the evening is wiser. My wife no longer discussed with me the topic - to go to her or not, she was going to and put on make-up, making it as much as possible everyday. But...
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Sixth day of rest
In the morning, Dasha was at least nervous enough, but much more adequate. What is called, the morning of the evening is wiser. My wife no longer discussed with me the topic - to go to her or not, she was going to and put on make-up, making it as much as possible everyday. But...
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Part 3
Third day of rest
Morning jogging with Michael did not relieve sexual tension in Dasha. We assumed such a development of events, therefore, when she ran to our bungalow, I was already dressed out on the street. She was genuinely surprised:
- Where are you going?
- I'll go to the store ...
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Third day of rest
Morning jogging with Michael did not relieve sexual tension in Dasha. We assumed such a development of events, therefore, when she ran to our bungalow, I was already dressed out on the street. She was genuinely surprised:
- Where are you going?
- I'll go to the store ...
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4 part
In the room I found Dasha in disheveled feelings. The television was on, but she did not watch it, but sat back on the sofa, looking at the ceiling. It was noticeable that she was preparing for a serious conversation with me, and even, perhaps, wants to throw a scandal. Apparently, she felt ...
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In the room I found Dasha in disheveled feelings. The television was on, but she did not watch it, but sat back on the sofa, looking at the ceiling. It was noticeable that she was preparing for a serious conversation with me, and even, perhaps, wants to throw a scandal. Apparently, she felt ...
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Part 2
At the airport, we got things, went through customs, met Mikhail at the exit. He took all the bags from Dasha, like, “this is not a woman's business,” and brought us to a minivan that was waiting for him, and he brought us to the hotel without problems.
"Orgasmus" was a luxury hotel with ...
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At the airport, we got things, went through customs, met Mikhail at the exit. He took all the bags from Dasha, like, “this is not a woman's business,” and brought us to a minivan that was waiting for him, and he brought us to the hotel without problems.
"Orgasmus" was a luxury hotel with ...
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PART 2
I arrived at the hotel, walked into the room without undressing, unbuttoned my fly, pulled out a moaning cock and began to masturbate. What excited me at this moment? Yes, everything, the whole situation: the fact that I voluntarily went to the hotel, freeing up a place in my family bed ...
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I arrived at the hotel, walked into the room without undressing, unbuttoned my fly, pulled out a moaning cock and began to masturbate. What excited me at this moment? Yes, everything, the whole situation: the fact that I voluntarily went to the hotel, freeing up a place in my family bed ...
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