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This happened last summer, in the Crimea, in the town of Koktebel. I arrived there, hoping to forget about the work and come off in full. After accommodation at the hotel, before the evening walk, I wanted to take a shower. I undressed and got under the powerful jets of water that started ...
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I pretend to be a Fruthaster ... malicious and, in general, a sexual maniac! Or not, not a maniac, just fantasizing with some kind of perversion, so that at least a little negative caused ...
Underground. Morning, rush hour. Behind a small backpack. I myself wear jeans and a t-shirt. Going first by ...
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Underground. Morning, rush hour. Behind a small backpack. I myself wear jeans and a t-shirt. Going first by ...
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