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In the courtyard spring, the sun, streams flow, birds chirp. But I'm not up to them, I have another heavy shooting day. The camera is set up, I'm ready too. I remind you: in the courtyard is the middle of blessed and carefree null, the action takes place all in the same rented apartment in a residential area of ​​one of the regional centers of the European part of Russia.

The summer holidays began. Great time for rest, entertainment and idleness. You can not hurry, walk on warm evenings, walk on the river, meet friends, have sex. For a time forget about the lecture, seminars, coursework and exams. I finished the second year of economics and I could forget about studying until autumn. The melody of the mobile resounded around the room. I opened my eyes and turned on my back. Through the curtains and blinds in the room tried to break the rays of the rising sun. Through the open window came the sounds of traffic on the street. I stretched a little. The smartphone continued to ring aggressively. I rubbed my eyes and reluctantly pulled my hand to the table.

A huge tent towered above the forest guard camps. The tent belonged to the replaceable leader - the old, experienced Krauk. As a rule, at sunset, the bustle in the camp was stopped and the guards, behind the thick velvet canopy of the tent, could hear only silence. However, already the second evening, the thick canvas let through completely different sounds.

Everything is very velvety and by mutual agreement. I met Vika at a party with my old friend. Slender, fair-skinned, with elegant dark hair, I immediately liked her. At the beginning of our acquaintance she was embarrassed by me, apparently, I was at this evening the only person she did not know. Then we started arguing about some nonsense. It was a pleasure to look at how, flushing, she climbs into Wikipedia to check some facts. “And you have a passionate nature,” I said mockingly. She was suddenly embarrassed and flashed even more. Before leaving, I went out with her to smoke on the balcony and casually put her arm around her waist, and she, instead of pulling away, moved closer to me. In general, my interest was clearly mutual. It is a pity that the next day I had to get up early.

He gently pushed the canopy of the tent, trying not to make too much noise, not wanting to wake her. “Finished for today, Max?” Naturally, she did not sleep even now, as she hadn’t done in previous nights, ever since they were on the way. There were blows of flint and after a couple of seconds a candle flashed, illuminating the modest decoration of the tent and its soft features, to which, more recently, fatigue was added.

Having warmed up at a small fire, Sindorel was able to settle her crazy thoughts. The boy was clearly implicated in all this. But why wait so long before attacking her? What were they all waiting for? For sure. She herself was in the right direction. Voladik was probably destroyed, and the gang, who was obviously hiding from the guards outside the city walls, saw them running. And while she was walking towards this ... Stars, she was not touched. But why do you need a boy near her? Why it was useful to him was quite understandable - she generously paid for the services of a guy with her body, from which Bravin was obviously delighted, but what was the use of this gang, which had already pulled all the money out of her wallet?

The flyer went to these places infrequently and he did not have a clear timetable. After the night duty, Vadim always stood at a bus stop for a different amount of time - sometimes the grav-ticket arrived in ten minutes, and sometimes it was necessary to wait up to half an hour. The job of the janitor was exhausting, however, Vadim did not complain. The warehouse owner could hire a watchdog robot for a long time, but for quotas on living labor, they were given quite good tax breaks, so Vadim had a permanent job bringing money, despite his complete lack of any qualifications.

Good day to all! For the first time I try for the role of the author - please do not judge strictly .. According to the generally accepted opinion, most people are talented from birth, and only the lack of regular training of one quality or another destroys the "talent" in the bud. And what about temperament, sexual preferences and desires? Can anything other than chemical processes in the body affect the feelings, desires, activity in sex and other character traits of an average family person? These and similar questions began to arise in me a few years ago ...

Natasha specifically chose a secluded place in a meadow, not far from the shore. But not on the shore, so that there are no random swimmers. On a weekday at the dachas there were few people, but still it was better this way. Making sure that she did not interfere, Natasha took off the top of a swimsuit, exposing her big milky-white Sisi untouched by tan. After smearing them with sunblock, she lay down on a spread towel.

I work as a clothing retailer in a small shop. The work is not complicated and there is not a lot of it, therefore only four of us are personnel. Sometimes, especially after the weekend, we have to linger after closing and lay out a new product, bring it into the base, and, of course, cleaning. And just in one such evening I changed my shop window dummy after the working day. A colleague has already gone home, because she coped with her part of the work.

In one of the few photographs attached to the Mambov profile, a barefoot girl in a kimono with a belt of what color (the photo was scanned from a black-and-white paper original) posed next to a glass rack laden with cups, medals and other prizes for sporting achievements. - And you are a cool athlete! - I wrote after the first greeting. - It's dangerous to mess with you, probably. Hardly what's wrong, immediately wrestling wrestling techniques and put on the shoulder blades.

Sadly, but this was love ... No matter how wonderful, but it will remain love - the love of brother and sister. For about two years after the events described in the first story, Marina and I met as a couple and kept our relationship secret from all. This is an indescribable, grand feeling of real happiness, when next to you is a girl who you love and who loves and feels you very well. During all this time, we talked about many things, allowed ourselves a lot, experienced a lot. But we never talked about the fact that we are still relatives ..

- The quota is being formed individually for each pair of participants. Based on the results of psychological tests, we will accept only those tasks that will give you the satisfaction and help you to increase the distractions. - Is it possible in advance to know what the tasks will be? - asked the question of the wife. - In your own interests, we will not be able to speak out for goodness. IN THE CONVENTIONAL COMMERCIAL RELATIONSHIP should be a surprise for the participants.

It was an ordinary, sunny day and at my output. I slept well, called back and thinking about something, decided to turn on the computer and connect to the Internet. Visitors and readers of various news, decided to watch something in the center. I decided to search for poro-video in the Internet. So among the various p-sites was a thematic, which I decided to enter. Seeing a couple of rollers, I was very excited and I was interested in it. I decided to read about it, what was being excited about me, because I had presented myself and what it was trying to do with me. Nowadays, it is worth it that many of them have minimized and began to look for ways to put it up.

"The evening of the meeting of graduates of the conservatory will be held on October 16, we invite graduates of all departments in 20—00" Having received the invitation, Anna decided that she would definitely go. The most wonderful years of her life were associated with studies at the conservatory, a short period of performances was the brightest and unforgettable period of time. She wanted to once again plunge into these memories, surround herself with people able to understand her. Among these people, she was her own, and among all others - a stranger. Of course, she was friends with many people of art, but meetings with them became rare.

One day, when I was studying at school in grade 11, a new young teacher in chemistry came to us at the school. Vyglyadela ona prosto potryasayusche - umopomrachitelno krasivaya zhguchaya dlinnovolosaya bryunetka let 30 rostom 180-182 cm pleasant krasivym golosom, zelonymi koshachimi glazami, long resnitsami, stroynoy shikarnoy figuroy, shirokimi bodrami, and krasivymi vydayuschimsya okruglostyami speredi and szadi, gratsiey dikoy koshki or pantery, gloriously And her smile - in general, we could break up any heart and cut down the direct meaning of this word. Only one look - and by the love of a man was ready to go to her feet.

Good chen readers! My name is Christina, I am 29 years old, I am a tall brunette and 3 breasts in size. From the age of 20 I felt an irresistible craving for group sex. Unlike my girlfriends, who were afraid to even give a blowjob to a guy, I dreamed of several at once. But the fear that they would call me a whore and squint - was stronger, but the desire grew. Now I want to talk about the case that turned my life.

Daria, clattering high heels, walked down the hall on the 6th floor of an office building. The year ended well for her, she completed the necessary KPI and the annual bonus already pleasantly warmed her bank account, and the additional income, as she called them, settled just as comfortably on her other card. It was already quite late, and Daria hoped that she would not be able to complete the last orders of the boss. The fact is that several months ago three people came to the company where it works. They were placed in a separate office on the 6th floor, quite spacious and with closed walls, unlike the rest of the openspaces, and they were told that the new startup was related to analytics. Three peasant men of strange appearance were not associated with the word start-up, it seemed that in the office they live and they appeared almost always in three.

This story has come up for a lot of three years ago, although it took its start as it turned out, 10 years ago. I already live a long time as a family man, after recognizing all the desires of my family life. As it turned out, the most horrible in all this is the personal time, the time that we can waste on our own, in all that we are worn for. Getting out with a friend in the bar becomes a great deal for us, men. Really? Unfortunately - yes!

He telephonically wrangled, razbiviv Traysi. It was a deep night, but when you saw the message, the girl had jumped from his bed. The heart of the illusion, and when the eye has revealed the text of the message, the pleasant source of the information has spread. “After half an hour at me. You will be pitying. ” Tracy turned on the light and started rolling her sleeping husband. Her face twisted in the make-up of repulsion, when he began to moan something, without knowing what he was saying.