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I returned home earlier than usual. Surprisingly, the front door was open. It doesn't look like my wife. Looking into the room, I saw the following picture: my brother, who lived next door, sat completely naked in a chair, and holding his huge member, looked into the opposite corner of the room. Looking to the side, I saw my wife standing cancer on the sofa in a miniskirt, from which a huge black dildo was jutting out. He was driven into her ass! She herself squeezed her clit, and languidly twisted her hips ...
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It is difficult to say how much time has passed after He as if by the way threw in a coffee shop: “Prepare your ass for the next session.” Panicked, instinctively shriveled, lowered her eyes to hide the horror in them. Of course, He knew that anal was not a taboo, as he knew that I was a virgin in this regard, and that I really wanted to try it. And when I made timid attempts to object, He simply asked in a firm, confident voice: “What is more important for you: to preserve innocence there or belong to me ...
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Today there will be a story about how last summer I rested with my aunt in the village and at the same time fucked her with a friend ...
This time nobody met me, so I had to walk from the station to the house on foot ...
And now, by 7 pm, I come to the door and call ...
The door is opened by an aunt, on it is a turquoise robe, under which, as I understand it, there was nothing ... - Come in. Sorry for not meeting, there was no time. - Yes, nothing - I hugged her and put my hand under the robe. - No, Sasha ...
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This time nobody met me, so I had to walk from the station to the house on foot ...
And now, by 7 pm, I come to the door and call ...
The door is opened by an aunt, on it is a turquoise robe, under which, as I understand it, there was nothing ... - Come in. Sorry for not meeting, there was no time. - Yes, nothing - I hugged her and put my hand under the robe. - No, Sasha ...
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- We will all be mobilized,
in the distance the military can hear thunder.
Wars boots laced
tight bickford fuse ...
A year flew by like an instant. And why is all - driving a motorcycle, Zhora strongly dislocated his leg and now for a long time could not go anywhere through the portals. Well, then our wives made us happy with the difference in their daughters a week, we finally became fathers. At 24, becoming a father is wonderful, and it’s not too early or too late. Here we had a light dispute, quite easy - Zhora argued that ...
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in the distance the military can hear thunder.
Wars boots laced
tight bickford fuse ...
A year flew by like an instant. And why is all - driving a motorcycle, Zhora strongly dislocated his leg and now for a long time could not go anywhere through the portals. Well, then our wives made us happy with the difference in their daughters a week, we finally became fathers. At 24, becoming a father is wonderful, and it’s not too early or too late. Here we had a light dispute, quite easy - Zhora argued that ...
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I was in a military hospital, they made an examination for an acquaintance. There were 9 more soldiers in the ward, who were commissioned for various reasons. My young wife Galya came to me almost every day. She was then 25 years old, short in stature with a plump figure, lush ass and ...
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I left, and she was preparing. She washed the apartment, herself, collected toys, dressed up.
I returned. She was standing in the corridor, at the threshold, with a whip in her hands, on her knees. She was wearing only black stockings and a collar. So she understood humility. This understanding suited me. Amused her willingness to ...
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I returned. She was standing in the corridor, at the threshold, with a whip in her hands, on her knees. She was wearing only black stockings and a collar. So she understood humility. This understanding suited me. Amused her willingness to ...
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It was a rainy evening, I was returning from work, slowly walking through the park with an umbrella in my hands, thinking about life. And, frankly, the picture that I saw can only be seen in romantic comedies, when the turning point comes and everyone feels bad.
The guy was sitting on a bench, leaning forward, smoking a cigarette. Raised the gate, a little protected her from the rain. He was completely wet, to the skin. A trickle was already flowing from the hair, and on the bench was a telephone that was already pretty buggy with water. Pa ...
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The guy was sitting on a bench, leaning forward, smoking a cigarette. Raised the gate, a little protected her from the rain. He was completely wet, to the skin. A trickle was already flowing from the hair, and on the bench was a telephone that was already pretty buggy with water. Pa ...
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Larisa waited this day for two weeks. I waited and was afraid. She tried to be obedient, so it seemed to her. Talking on the phone did not allow to touch, did not replace personal communication. She wanted to see, feel, fear ... but had to wait. Wait for this day. Wait for the opportunity to give pleasure to the one who has occupied her consciousness all the time. He is the Master! To the one to whom she herself gave herself up, to the one who was free to do anything with her, but to whom she trusted unconditionally ...
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And I woke up again in this room. There was no one. I went out into the hall and looked out the window. Dark. It's night already. And went to the same bedroom on the third floor. When that door was already in front of me, I felt fear. I was very scared to go there. And what if he is sitting there again and holding a belt? But still he will come to get his own, but you still need to sleep. And clicking on the handle, I opened the door. The same four-poster bed. Because of the hanging white fabric, and even in the dark nothing was impossible ...
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