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A year ago I met a girl. We talked and said it was a girl. When it came to sex, I imitated pain, faked tears, and there my 19 cm were hanging out like in a bucket. In general, he fucked her properly, and a week later he burned her on a video where she and some guy from her new friends were having sex in a club on the very day when she “fell ill.” Sent her. And after 3 days she threw out a photo with a new boyfriend and the caption: “You are my first and only.” I wanted to tell her new guy about how “the only one” he is, but he gave up. True, I found out a month later that she was already having her 3rd or 4th, after me. "The first and only" broke her nose for such "love and care". Justice!
A year ago I met a girl. We talked and said it was a girl. When it came to sex, I imitated pain, faked tears, and there my 19 cm were hanging out like in a bucket. In general, he fucked her properly, and a week later he burned her on a video where she and some guy from her new friends were having sex in a club on the very day when she “fell ill.” Sent her. And after 3 days she threw out a photo with a new boyfriend and the caption: “You are my first and only.” I wanted to tell her new guy about how “the only one” he is, but he gave up. True, I found out a month later that she was already having her 3rd or 4th, after me. "The first and only" broke her nose for such "love and care". Justice!
Good afternoon In my first year at the institute, in the dorm, I really wanted to get cunnilingus. While giving a blowjob, I asked him to give me cunnilingus a couple of times. One guy said to this...
My first experience was with a friend. For a long time they tried to persuade my friend to accept MFM, but in the end he agreed after a month. She came all dressed up with stockings, a leather skirt,...
I’m 19, I’ve been sexually active since I was 17, I have a girlfriend.
Recently, my older sister and her friend returned home in the morning, drunk, my parents were at the dacha, I was sleeping, I...
(story from a friend)
A couple of years ago in the summer I was going to a friend’s party. She was wearing a fluffy, short skirt. I was on the subway. There were no empty seats, so an old granny came...
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