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I woke up from the liquid that flowed into my eyes and - further down the chin. I tried to open my eyelids, but, noticing that I woke up, Tolik (judging by the size, it was him) abruptly opened my mouth and inserted his ending member into it. I had nothing left to swallow. “Breakfast in bed,” he jerked weakly, thumping next. - Where's the thank you? “Thank you,” I answered quickly, swallowing the remnants of the brackish liquid, and finally managed to somehow wipe ...
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As we learned in the previous parts of the story: the slogan of Phil in front of Nicky:
“All that is required of you is to endure to the last point, to experience
an orgasm is stronger than usual and not written with it. "
- Hi Phil !!! Can I come to you?
- Do not ask silly questions.
- Nope, I would like to ...
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“All that is required of you is to endure to the last point, to experience
an orgasm is stronger than usual and not written with it. "
- Hi Phil !!! Can I come to you?
- Do not ask silly questions.
- Nope, I would like to ...
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About a week ago I posted on the Internet an anonymous ad on a dating site for sex ... Just out of boredom. “Affectionate girl is looking for a friend with fantasy and without prohibitions for joint adventures” - like that. And I received 86 replies in less than 12 hours. The funny thing was that after 20-30 answers viewed, I didn’t want to read the rest at all. Because ... boring. Stamped posts without any spark. Everything. Choose from this gray mass ...
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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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Today I have another shift!
I am 39 years old, I am the director of one very prestigious school, I have a family, two children and I will not say that I am offended by fate. I live in abundance, love and universal respect.
And yet, for almost a year now, every month I go to Shift.
Her name is Tatyana, she is 36, she works in our school as a teacher of literature and Russian, she lives alone in a two-room apartment.
And she is my Lady.
And it usually goes like this.
I arrive by taxi to her house by 8.00 in the morning. She is not at home at this time ...
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I am 39 years old, I am the director of one very prestigious school, I have a family, two children and I will not say that I am offended by fate. I live in abundance, love and universal respect.
And yet, for almost a year now, every month I go to Shift.
Her name is Tatyana, she is 36, she works in our school as a teacher of literature and Russian, she lives alone in a two-room apartment.
And she is my Lady.
And it usually goes like this.
I arrive by taxi to her house by 8.00 in the morning. She is not at home at this time ...
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A small digression for those who have not read the first part of the story.
The young boy Sergei met the girl Natasha via the Internet. The purpose of dating was the desire of simple sex, without any obligations. Sex began immediately after he crossed the threshold of Natasha's apartment ... Only not at all what Sergey imagined himself ... - Oh, how cool! - Natasha already jumped from pleasure. How he licks, Tosh, this is something ... So, like this, come on ... more ... more ...
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The young boy Sergei met the girl Natasha via the Internet. The purpose of dating was the desire of simple sex, without any obligations. Sex began immediately after he crossed the threshold of Natasha's apartment ... Only not at all what Sergey imagined himself ... - Oh, how cool! - Natasha already jumped from pleasure. How he licks, Tosh, this is something ... So, like this, come on ... more ... more ...
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