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350 stories · Page 18Yegor, the boss, burned Elena as she was stealing money from the company's safe, for her silence she promised to do anything, and also that she would not steal anymore. Yegor thought he said that Elena should become his slave for 3 months and do everything that comes into his head. The girl agreed. Elena is a young employee of a small cleaning company. The girl was 23 years old and she came here 3 months ago, she was good-looking: large breasts of size 5, a very thin waist and an elastic ass, liked not only the guys, but also the girls surrounded by Lena, and as if golden hair just drove anyone crazy . She did not think to steal, but circumstances forced her to do so. Elena led a very spendthrift life and most of the money was spent on useless purchases, so she took out a debt, but could not repay ... And when Yegor saw her stealing, this was the first and last time of her act of this kind. After explaining the situation to the guy, Lena waited for his answer. Egor, thinking, answe
Natalya Ivanovna refused to believe what was happening. The smell of incense and incense made my head spin. From the mournful monotonous mumbling of the priest, he pounded in his temples. Among the hubbub of the crowd that filled the church, she clearly distinguished the sobs of her mother. What was happening was like a fog through the veil of a veil. Afraid to turn her head, she felt the imposing figure of her fiancé to her right with her skin. Tall, of outstanding heroic build, in a full dress uniform, in orders, with a proud posture, a lush gray mustache and a bald head shining in the light of numerous candles, next to the fragile short 18-year-old Tatochka, as she was affectionately called by her family, her betrothed stood proudly and majestically - Polikarp Semenovich Stolbov, retired general, 57 years old, rich widower. Natalya Ivanovna saw him for the second time in her life. She had first glimpsed him a month ago. He was present at the family dinner, talking only to the girl
Loud music beat on her ears, but Sandra still could not understand - she was trembling from excitement or from vibrations transmitted from powerful speakers through the floor to her body. Still, it was not without reason that she did not like this idea from the very beginning, and she did not agree for several months - her friend, Mary, had to persuade the girl a lot. It would seem that this is just to go to a club with a friend whom they have known for many years. Indeed, the task would not have been difficult if the girls were 21 - it was from this age that one could visit such places in Missouri. Unfortunately, neither 18-year-old Sandra nor 19-year-old Mary fit the mentioned conditions. But Mary, to Sandra's surprise, was not stopped by this obstacle - she continually remembered her friends who were ready to get her (and part-time Sandra) fake documents. For Sandra, this was unacceptable - she was from a prosperous family, her father was a prominent businessman, and she was broug
A hand strike on the inside of the thigh of the widely spaced legs. - Wider legs! Another blow. — Wider, I say! She obediently spread her legs and bent even more in the lower back, exposing her holes towards him, hoping to feel his cock in one of them and finally finish. He knew about her desire, and he liked that she was in such a state that she was ready for anything for his permission to finish. He ran his hand over her back, waist and hot buttocks, which he had just hit with a belt to interrupt her fifth attempt at cum. Fingers slid to the hole of the priests, massaged the entrance and went down to the slippery slit. Slightly caressing his lips, two fingers dived into the vagina. She yelped and leaned back, trying to push them harder, but they immediately slipped out of her flaming hole, preventing her from doing so. She trembled, and he raised his hand to his face and, smelling his wet fingers, smiled contentedly and went up to her head lying on the floor, put his hand to
“There is a wonderful massage parlor here,” I heard, lying on the beach, ten meters from the waves splashing on the coastal sand. “I’ve been coming here for the second year solely because of him. Go, you won't regret it. I turned my head towards the speaker and saw two men sitting under a canopy. The speaker was about forty years old, like me, his interlocutor - much more. I myself would not refuse a good massage - the consequences of an injury received a long time ago were affecting, therefore, after waiting for my peer to go to the water, I followed him. After a couple of minutes, I already knew where to look for a massage parlor, as he dubbed it. “Just don’t get too carried away,” he said with a grin, “otherwise I last year ...,” he didn’t finish, and I didn’t specify what he meant, following how his toned body dived into the oncoming wave. The next day, before dinner, I went to the indicated address in the village. I forgot to say that this year I was vacationing at a recreat
Standing in the corridor of the car, Igor thought about how he does not like Chelyabinsk. Dirty, suffocating, dank, fussy and stupid. Even more he did not like business trips. This time in the company of Irina Vladimirovna, who is now changing clothes behind closed doors. Irina Vladimirovna could well be called Ira, and even Irochka. A young, 26-year-old lady, with a very pleasant appearance, successfully hidden behind thick glasses, lack of makeup, baggy, shapeless dresses and sweaters, with an eternal ponytail on her head. But "respect", Irina Vladimirovna, found in the team with a prim character and an absolute lack of femininity. And now, as soon as Irina entered the compartment, Irina commanded Igor to go out and let her change clothes, while asking Igor not to run into the restaurant car, so as not to poison her with fumes. The 29 hour trip promised to be a real challenge... Opening the door, Irina silently let Igor into the compartment. The young man was surprised at the c
Outside the window is summer: +26, the birds are singing, people are walking, but I didn’t pass the exam. I lie on the bed and think what to do next. "Okay, we need to take a walk, go to a cafe, drink coffee" - sounded in my head. And I started getting ready. In general, I am an optimist by nature, and therefore I decided to clear my head from bad thoughts. Arriving at the appointed place, I ordered a latte, I was served by a nice waitress, apparently her name was Nastya, judging by the badge. She had a very cool figure: 3 breast sizes that peeped out of the neckline, slender legs and an elastic buttocks. But I noticed this later, because after placing an order, I turned on the phone and started checking social networks. Nastya brought a latte, but I did not pay attention, as my friend wrote to me. She wanted to touch me and accidentally touched the coffee that spilled on my phone. I was a little taken aback by what happened, but saying that everything was fine, I asked for another
The sun had already set, and the trees around the street seemed even darker. Once again, scolding herself for staying late at work, Oksana walked through the half-empty streets to her home. Her peers spend time in clubs and bars at this time, but she is too tired to think about anything other than the evening series and a cup of instant soup. In addition, constant study at the university, and then a busy work schedule to pay for a small apartment, did not leave time to meet with few friends and dates with guys. She did not consider herself ugly, always trying to dress with taste, even despite the constant lack of money. Looking in the mirror, she saw a tall girl with long black hair down to her waist. The ability to eat anything, and at the same time not lose her thin waist, was her pride. Oksana would call herself a beauty, but small breasts were the weak point of her figure. On the way home, thoughts about the upcoming vacation were interrupted by the horn of a car by the roa
The plane was gaining altitude, and she prayed to God that all this would end quickly. However, what is over? This is her job. She argued and... lost. And she had to become a flight attendant. She hated flying. It was an honor to work for this elite airline, but not for her. Getting here was not difficult. She had all the data for this. Height, long hair, beautiful face. When she entered the salon, all the men wanted her. But, she didn't care much. She had sex twice in her life. And both times the men were miserable. So many novels about the delights of orgasm, so many hours of porn, and things are still there - she was not excited. Many of her colleagues wanted to get on this particular flight and no one admitted why. Until, one of her old acquaintances revealed the secret. Very sexy pilot. There were legends about his sexual skills. One of them said that he never had sex on the ground, only in the air. The girl did not see him, but she was not interested. As soon as the plane takes
Kira, young and very attractive, came to visit her grandmother. The hot summer has begun, and vacation is a good opportunity to take a break from the bustle of the city, in a distant village. The river, fresh air, forests and fields will do her good. Jogging and swimming naked made her happy every morning. There is no one around, she is alone, why not. After such a procedure, I decided to sunbathe a little, also naked. The sun had already risen well into the sky and began to bake well. Lying on her stomach, for a long time she decided to roll onto her back, so that everything would be good with a tan, she applied tanning cream to her skin with deft movements. I closed my eyes and enjoyed sunbathing and birdsong. Suddenly, for a moment, a man's groan was heard ... the frightened woman jumped up, looked around, but did not see anything suspicious. Maybe heard? Deciding to continue her procedures yet, she settled down more comfortably on the grass. After a while, she got up and lo