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It was a real winter. Snow lay half a meter, a light frost, people hanging out, pink cheeks in children and girls. Strollers with mums chatting alongside.
Suddenly a snowball in the back. - How many years...
An unexpected light kiss on the lips. The joyful face of a familiar beauty. To preempt all questions, she issued in a fun-telegraphic style: - Frigid, but married, gave birth to a girl, got an apartment, a husband at sea, lost milk, help, tried everything, said it was on nerves. - ...
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Suddenly a snowball in the back. - How many years...
An unexpected light kiss on the lips. The joyful face of a familiar beauty. To preempt all questions, she issued in a fun-telegraphic style: - Frigid, but married, gave birth to a girl, got an apartment, a husband at sea, lost milk, help, tried everything, said it was on nerves. - ...
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Long ago, in deep antiquity, free people lived in the vast steppes. The people are nomadic, dashing. He hunted those people with raids on neighbors. And there was no salvation from them to anyone. There was no way to protect their unfortunate neighbors either outside the walls of the fortress or beyond the faraway distant lands. Rule those terrible people Kirdyk Khan.
And the possessions of the powerful Khan stretched from the high mountains right up to the warm seas.
The prey of the nomads was not only gold but rare values ...
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And the possessions of the powerful Khan stretched from the high mountains right up to the warm seas.
The prey of the nomads was not only gold but rare values ...
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The sun has disappeared over the horizon, the pink haze cast on romantic thoughts, but Stepan Rzhevsky stubbornly resisted the mood of love. The fact is that Stepushka was extremely rudely rejected by the local beauty Natasha. Everything was as follows: he invited Natalia to float the bones in the bathhouse, covered, as the table in the Prybannik befits, vodka, bacon and garlic, hung brooms and began to wait for the royal. - Well, Stepka, gave the heat? I love hotter bathhouse! - instead of ...
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(story codes: f, g, plant, age regression)
Enough to swim in the forest lake, my sister and I got dressed, and headed home, making a detour to gawk at the surroundings. I was wearing a red dress, and my sister was wearing a yellow blouse and skirt.
As we walked along unfamiliar paths, the surrounding forest changed, and a sense of the unreality of the surrounding gently rolled over us.
So we went to the clearing, where my sister suddenly grabbed my hand, pointing to the right. At first I did not understand what was the matter, then I noticed that there was a thicket ...
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Enough to swim in the forest lake, my sister and I got dressed, and headed home, making a detour to gawk at the surroundings. I was wearing a red dress, and my sister was wearing a yellow blouse and skirt.
As we walked along unfamiliar paths, the surrounding forest changed, and a sense of the unreality of the surrounding gently rolled over us.
So we went to the clearing, where my sister suddenly grabbed my hand, pointing to the right. At first I did not understand what was the matter, then I noticed that there was a thicket ...
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For some, the New Year is a wonderful holiday, when you can gather in a circle of relatives and friends who you have not seen for a long time, although you sleep in the same bed and have breakfast at the same table, but for someone it is the most ordinary day in the next week month of the next year.
That was the day for Dima.The new job has a lot of unfinished business that Dima wanted to close, and no one was waiting for him at home, so there was no point in rushing. Go to an empty apartment with an empty fridge ...
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That was the day for Dima.The new job has a lot of unfinished business that Dima wanted to close, and no one was waiting for him at home, so there was no point in rushing. Go to an empty apartment with an empty fridge ...
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- Well, where is this damn plot number 6? - Polly asked irritably.
For three hours they had been wandering in total darkness along the southwestern part of the cemetery, peering at the gravestone inscriptions. “Somewhere over here,” Claire said. - Next to him, Oscar Wilde and Chopin are buried. - Claire, and we could not go here during the day? - grunted a young man. “Why was it necessary to drag at night?” Yes, still moonless. Are we going to open the grave, or what? - & nbsp ...
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For three hours they had been wandering in total darkness along the southwestern part of the cemetery, peering at the gravestone inscriptions. “Somewhere over here,” Claire said. - Next to him, Oscar Wilde and Chopin are buried. - Claire, and we could not go here during the day? - grunted a young man. “Why was it necessary to drag at night?” Yes, still moonless. Are we going to open the grave, or what? - & nbsp ...
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So hello again.
Probably, my story has already been forgotten, however, I would like to continue the description of my somewhat turbulent sex life.
It does not resemble the fantasies of youngsters who are jerking off in front of the monitor and writing from the female name about anal sex with three dozen men ... my story is more modest and more real.
I will end my preface with this, who is interested in the beginning of my adventures - you can always read them on this site.
Let me remind you that the last described ...
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Probably, my story has already been forgotten, however, I would like to continue the description of my somewhat turbulent sex life.
It does not resemble the fantasies of youngsters who are jerking off in front of the monitor and writing from the female name about anal sex with three dozen men ... my story is more modest and more real.
I will end my preface with this, who is interested in the beginning of my adventures - you can always read them on this site.
Let me remind you that the last described ...
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Reaching into a closet under the stairs, Buratina splashed on the floor near the leg of the chair. In the wooden head turned the experiences of today. She did not know what Papa Carlo was doing to her, which was why it was so nice between the legs. Although the thumb of the moustached policeman clarified the situation a bit, and now Buratina realized that Carlo also inserted his finger into it, only he had it even longer and thicker. At the bottom of the tummy nicely tickled. - What else would you think of this? Do not forget that Pinocchio ...
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