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Katya Erokhina stepped out of the door of the sewing college, straightening a black backpack behind her, and went down the steps. Without looking at anyone, slouching her back, she walked quickly along the street. My soul was a chore. The mother had not left the bout for the second week, the girl had no father. The parent left them long before Katya came of age.
To say that the Erokhins simply needed money was to say nothing. Pathetic pennies that the mother did not have time to drink were spent on a meager ...
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To say that the Erokhins simply needed money was to say nothing. Pathetic pennies that the mother did not have time to drink were spent on a meager ...
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Mom, I will find you the best nurse - a full, well-groomed, well-dressed woman raised up from her chair, hugging an old woman lying on the bed - I have one candidate in mind, she is studying medical, Anya, a very positive girl ... Daughter, do not worry, go, rest. Two years have not rested - the old woman put knotted palms on the shoulders of a woman ...
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The doorbell sounded alarming and somehow even demanding ...
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The doorbell sounded alarming and somehow even demanding ...
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My name is Anna. I am thirty five years old, I am a mother of two children, married. Exactly one month passed before the nightmare I visited ended. But it all started about four months ago, on the day when I was sold into slavery ...
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The working day was coming to an end. I worked as a secretary in a small private law firm. Sounded a phone call. I do not know why, perhaps it was a premonition, but I immediately sensed something unkind. - Good evening! Smirnov & Partners - I ...
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The working day was coming to an end. I worked as a secretary in a small private law firm. Sounded a phone call. I do not know why, perhaps it was a premonition, but I immediately sensed something unkind. - Good evening! Smirnov & Partners - I ...
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These two girls had everything. Money, beautiful trinkets, about an apartment in the center of the capital, foreign cars, fame and reputation ... in certain circles. But they had to earn all this by sweat and blood, or rather by the breast, mouth, vagina and anus. You probably already guessed, Olya and Marina were prostitutes. But not the usual station girls, but prostitutes of the highest level, able to satisfy any fantasy of the client. Anal, screaming is a common thing, many customers ...
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That weekend my wife and I rested in nature. River, forest, barbecue yes fishing. My relationship with my wife is good, we live, as they say, soul to soul. Do not quarrel, there is a mutual understanding ... But with sex is not very. She does not attract me as a woman. Her entire body has long been investigated, all its holes have long been licked and not once, and in general, she's thin and very tall, probably not my type.
For some time I was saved by pornography. I quietly download porn, write down the phone, go to the bathroom ...
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For some time I was saved by pornography. I quietly download porn, write down the phone, go to the bathroom ...
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The long shift came to an end. Factory walk-through pulled out from its gut a crowd of people of different ages, mostly male. Tired, sweaty men mobbed along a wide road to the nearest tram stop. Among them was Ivan Petrovich Kuznetsov, senior master, five minutes to the foreman. This news came to him no more than two hours ago, so Ivan Petrovich did not go along with everyone, but went to the nearest store and bought himself a bottle of vodka. To home ...
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A beautiful, naked black-haired girl slowly sank into a chair. She held her hand over a neat strip of black pubic hair, on pink, appealingly opened genital lips, ran her tongue over her lips, painted with scarlet lipstick. A man, not young, but also not old, sitting on a chair in front of a girl, convulsively undid his pants, with two fingers pulled out a swollen member and began to frantically move his hand. - Lera - he whispered, without taking his eyes off the girl's crotch ...
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Panteleimon Petrovich, an elderly but still strong man, leaning on the kitchen table, got up from the stool and, swaying slightly, went out into the corridor. He walked along the dilapidated walls, past the old rusty bicycle hanging on the wall, and opened the front door of the apartment.
On the landing he was already waiting. Near the elevators, he smoked a cigarette, stood a middle-aged, but also not an old man, with an imposing black beard and mustache twisted upwards. - Well, Petrovich, ready? - lazily ...
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On the landing he was already waiting. Near the elevators, he smoked a cigarette, stood a middle-aged, but also not an old man, with an imposing black beard and mustache twisted upwards. - Well, Petrovich, ready? - lazily ...
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A small child, sitting on the hands of his mother, a thin, tall brunette, eagerly pranked, stretching her little hands to a crowd of adults who were crowded around in a semicircle.
It happened in one of the country holiday homes, where, for two years already, we went to rest the whole world ...
The whole world is me, my wife, my wife's brother and his beautiful wife, this most charming brunette ... - Where is mom? - lisping mother-in-law, looking at the child and smiling stupidly.
The kid, mumbling something of his own, hugged the brunette by the neck ...
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It happened in one of the country holiday homes, where, for two years already, we went to rest the whole world ...
The whole world is me, my wife, my wife's brother and his beautiful wife, this most charming brunette ... - Where is mom? - lisping mother-in-law, looking at the child and smiling stupidly.
The kid, mumbling something of his own, hugged the brunette by the neck ...
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