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At this time, Alex awake first. Terribly thirsty. The first few moments he tried to understand where he was, but when he saw Tatiana, who was sleeping on a blanket, she pressed herself to Sergei, he instantly remembered everything. Well, it was a hot night! And was she at all ?! Although the fact that he was without panties most likely confirmed that all the same sex was. Yes, even what! Well Tanya! But I wanted to drink inexorably. He quietly got up and went without a pair of pants into the kitchen. It was raining outside and it was rather gray and gloomy. Is he...
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Alexey woke up from a ray of sun that blinded him. He looked at the phone. It was almost 13 hours. Kati was not around. There was a loud laugh from the kitchen and the sound of the TV. Putting on his pants and swaying, he went into the kitchen. Sergei sat at the table and slowly sipped his temples. And Tanya was standing at the stove and was grilling something. She was wearing black tights or black stockings and her husband's shirt, buttoned only on the bottom button. Boobs were almost as in the window. - That's Leshka. How did you sleep...
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She sat and looked at her watch every 15 seconds. When will this long day end? Waiting in anticipation of the evening seemed like an eternity. No thoughts about work ... Nothing. She knew that a pleasant dush, an interesting series and her favorite champagne awaited her at home. My husband has been on a business trip for two months already, my daughter just got married. The next evening could completely shine itself. At 42, Tatyana has not lost her attractiveness at all. Like a good wine, it began to bloom again. And so ...
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- Yes Yes. Igor drive up. Take Zhenya with you. Of course ... here she is. - Anton finished talking on the phone, smiled, looked directly at my mother, who was discussing something vigorously with Oleg Viktorovich sitting on his lap. Her breasts were right in front of his face, and Oleg Viktorovich was obviously satisfied with this situation, and he could barely restrain himself from starting to caress her mother's boobs.
- Yeah, Tanya, I just see you fucked up with all the guys at work. - & nbsp ...
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- Yeah, Tanya, I just see you fucked up with all the guys at work. - & nbsp ...
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Mama. Mommy. The most desired woman in the world. Just got fucked by 4 men. There was a half smile on her sleeping face. The blanket was thrown back. She was lying on her side, and on the buttock the trail left by the slap, Igor, was blushing. Having taken the sperm of four males, mother fully satisfied them. She likes to be the one that makes male members get up, stop. Like to feel them in yourself. Oh god How? How can this be? I did not get tired of asking myself these questions. In my head did not fit, what ...
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I sat and could not believe what had just happened. Anton also stood leaning on the sink and did not even remove his penis. My mother was sitting and, as if nothing had happened, asked me to pour some champagne to her. With shaking hands, I fulfilled the request. “Yes, boys, relax,” she laughed. - But everyone understood that any woman or girl is ready for treason. Ready to be a whore. A good example, so to speak.
"Yes, Tanya, we understood everything." - Anton guiltily looked ...
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"Yes, Tanya, we understood everything." - Anton guiltily looked ...
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Frowning. Gray. November. Complete apathy for anything. The head is packed with a bunch of problems - work, personal life.Sitting on the sofa on Thursday evening, my dear (not yet a wife), sawing her nails, offered to unexpectedly go to my parents.
- No, but what? Why not, Lesh? Last time about three months ago.
Hmm, okay. Somehow it will disappear, I thought to myself.
Road. 5 hours by car, the mood is not improving. Although Oksana and I always find where to laugh and always ...
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- No, but what? Why not, Lesh? Last time about three months ago.
Hmm, okay. Somehow it will disappear, I thought to myself.
Road. 5 hours by car, the mood is not improving. Although Oksana and I always find where to laugh and always ...
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