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I am writing an erotic story, and since there are elements of BDSM in order not to lose face, I decided to approach this issue seriously and creatively. In short, I decided to try all his subtle charms on my body. Having studied the relevant literature, sketched a rough scenario. After the short casting, my old time-tested friend and work colleague Fedor was chosen to play the role of my “master”. Comrade, he was trouble-free and not least talkative. Although we had purely friendly relations with him, we consoled each other several times because of hopelessness, and not only in an upright position. Frankly, both times I was a little drunk.
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... It was very difficult for Ivan Ivanovich to go. Her legs shook, braided and strangely arched, as if they were not legs, but the weird tentacles of some ridiculous octopus. With the head, too, there were problems. She simply did not work for her intended purpose and categorically refused to carry out thought processes.
And one, only one, thought sluggishly pulsed in my head, “what's wrong with me?”, “What's wrong with me?”, “What's with me?”.
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And one, only one, thought sluggishly pulsed in my head, “what's wrong with me?”, “What's wrong with me?”, “What's with me?”.
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This is for someone joyful, but for someone, undoubtedly, a sad story happened on a rainy July evening, when Vladimir was returning from the store. From the moment he left the house, the weather had completely deteriorated, and Vova regretted that because of his laziness he did not take an umbrella with him, but it was too late to think about it.
Now he was wet through and felt how a wet T-shirt unpleasantly stuck to his massive body. I must say that he loved to eat, which had a bad effect on his figure, and ...
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Now he was wet through and felt how a wet T-shirt unpleasantly stuck to his massive body. I must say that he loved to eat, which had a bad effect on his figure, and ...
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TV mumbled in the corner. On one of the federal channels broadcast Sunday news and a bald man, for an hour, gesticulating, spoke about the intransigence of the parties. All this time, on the crumpled bed, Luska lay and pulled her shmonku. With a hangover mind, she fantasized about how this bald man would fuck her right in that studio under cameras broadcasting.
Dreams come true is not destined: Vasya entered the room, scratching the dick. Vasya is a fat and ugly pig, he is a lover ...
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Dreams come true is not destined: Vasya entered the room, scratching the dick. Vasya is a fat and ugly pig, he is a lover ...
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