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Phee, rude!
We met, my companion’s name was Nicole. And I offered to drink to an introduction and a gentle ride.
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– You don’t need a shower. I want you like that, I replied.
Where do you get such short lines?
“Damn it!” I swore to myself. What kind of dynamo did she spin for me then? I was beside myself with anger and already wanted to just silently leave. But Marina put her finger to my lips – shut up, they say! And then she whispered – “Will you please me?” Yes, I understand what she means. Of course, I will gladly do it for her. And even though I myself wanted to put her head on my dick, but I’m ready to lick her. She pushed me onto the bed and opened her dressing gown. The bottom of her belly was densely overgrown with long red hair. “Lie still, I want to be on top,” Marina whispered and threw her dressing gown on the top shelf. It turned out that she does not shave her armpits! In a moment, her legs were already at my head, and a bright red cunt was advancing on my face, around which there were just thickets of red hair.
Slava suddenly saw faces familiar to him, at the end of the park, under a lantern, his old friends were sitting. Kostya, Stas, Dima and some girl. She was sitting next to Stas, it was clear that they were together. They greeted each other, after talking a little, the guys called in their company for a drink. He refused because he did not want to spoil the evening, but he remained in the company. Soon Stas and his girl decided to go for a walk alone. It is noteworthy that exactly where everyone knew there is a place where you can hide from prying eyes and do whatever you want. Everyone understood everything, after seeing them off, they began to discuss their “male” topics. Everyone said what they thought of the guys. They got a little drunk and started talking about cars, about how they drank on the black last week and about girls. Kostya talked about how he slept with a girl whom he knew for five minutes, about the fact that this was his night and stuff like that. Dima began to tell that he was sucked off by a common friend of theirs when they were sitting in a local cinema. Slava understood that everyone embellishes their story. When it was his turn, he thought: “Is it worth telling how he finished Irka today, or to tell something about which they have no idea that someone can tell.” Deciding that he can tell you without names, of course, he began:
One day, returning from college, having studied as many as 5 classes, I just wanted to come home, say hello to my beloved mom and dad, take a shower, and why lie down to rest. But when I entered the apartment, I immediately felt something was wrong, because it was very quiet. I decided to call my parents, and said loudly:

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