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This diary was given to me by a familiar investigator. My artistic treatment. 06/12/99 Morning. I had breakfast. And now on the hunt. Yes, I am a hunter. As in the joke, I have two passions, the hunt and the woman, and the hunt for women. More precisely, the hunt for future women. Now you understand, I like girls, from 7 to 18 years old. You can consider me a pervert, scum or bastard. I fuck up. As the Red Mold is sung, I will go smoke this hemp, and the rest of the details I somehow have a dick. It remains to choose a place for hunting.

My boyfriend Max and I have been friends for quite a long time, for three years. I am 16 he is 19. We spend too much time together. But sometimes Max has a job and he cannot pay attention to me, but I found something to do. One day I had to come to his house, he lives alone, and I assembled and went to him. He met me at his home and we went in like a school ?, he asked while pouring tea.

I want to share a story that has been haunting me for two weeks and left very sharp impressions in my head. Here is how it was. One day, my parents went to the dacha and my older brother, Sergey, and I stayed at home alone, he was two years older than me, and he is now 20. Having chatted with my girlfriend before going to bed, I decided to go to bed and say good night to my brother, went to bed. At that time, he was watching a movie on TV and said that he, too, would soon fall. I went to my room, which was next to the big room where my brother was, lay down and read a little, fell asleep. I don’t know what woke me up, maybe the sound of the TV, or maybe something else, but I soon woke up, at the hours glowing in the dark, it was one o'clock in the morning, the sounds from the TV came from the room. I felt that I wanted to go to the toilet and got out of bed, the door to the room was not closed and going up to her I involuntarily stopped when I saw that my brother was lying on the couch watching TV and stroking himself TAM through sportswomen.

One autumn, rainy morning I woke up earlier than usual. On the wall clock approximately, it was about 7:00. For a man like me, 7 am was too early. Considering my way of life, such an early awakening can be called a record. But how strange it was to sleep, I didn’t want to go anymore, although it was very late yesterday I lay on my back and thought about everything and nothing at all. Such a feeling of emptiness of thought was very rare for me, I usually found it from the very early morning, although my morning most often started at 11-12 o'clock, but it doesn’t matter, I had a lot of calls from work, so that it’s time come, or just some clever thoughts and memories. But today was quite, everything is different. After lying somewhere else for about an hour, I decided to pack up and go to work. I came to work earlier than usual and thus surprised my employees. Instead of explaining something to someone, I locked myself in my office and went on thinking about nothing. After some time, my secretary came, I was overwhelmed with not very good news, but I didn’t pay much attention to this either, and then said that my best friend had a birthday: (about which I completely forgot, and how she managed to remember everything I can't even imagine it!), and asked if I could be with him for

The fingers beat off the keyboard of the computer, forcing it to build characters into a complex logical structure. The hands seemed to be racing with the thought, and I didn’t care who won in this race. The result is important - successful and one hundred percent. Which will change a lot. The result, which has not yet been given. - What are you scribbling? - I hear a voice from behind. Stas, my friend, slaps me on the back and sits next to the bench of the university audience. Looking over his shoulder at the laptop monitor. - Yes, yes, one program, - I answer, without taking my eyes off the computer. The thought that I’m trying to hook on is slipping away again, leaving me with only the smell of disappointment. I came close to solving the puzzle that was invented by myself, but I lack the last exact stroke. Keystroke. But which ones?

I'm a 25 year old guy! With a good body and a normal bolt, nature is not stingy! Like all the guys who went to the rocking chair, he was a BI guy! Well, we love the boys still sometimes sleep dick! Well, I love like all men sex in all its manifestations. But just a little sex, I also loved what I admired as a simple body and the way I fuck my bolt in particular. Summer is space for fucking and exhibitionism. Well, this paradise is only at Kazantip. Where everything is full is! And that's what I got up there.

Winter was nearing its end. Already, it seems, was beginning to warm up, although the snow was still lying. The educational process in the university was moving under its own power. Passed the usual day of study. I laid down in my bed in a hostel. Covered in a blanket. I was wearing a usual spacious pink T-shirt and white panties with red polka dots. It seems everything is quiet. It was a little at one in the morning. We recently came from neighbors. Nothing like that was just sitting and chatting. We discussed various topics. Yes, in general, what girls usually talk about.

I ask patience for those who are looking for porn, it will be lower. The night is dark, but it does not interfere with watching the road. Night vision regularly conveys all the information to the visual receptors, and Greg rushing on his "Mustang" without fear, without fear of falling into a pit or driving off the road. The lights do not turn on, go on their own, not including the engine - these are the instructions when catching the "subject". However, the instructions are always the same - complete disguise. Therefore, they go together, for two hours each. More - exhale. Come on, try driving a car without an engine, light and silence! That's it. And Greg and his ilk - could. But not for long, for two hours ...

It was Friday night, and I decided to spend it with my girlfriend. She didn’t come to my house at all during the parade: her hair was gathered to some strange bunch, her face didn’t have a single gram of makeup. She took off her sneakers and sneaked into my bedroom in her old jeans and a black T-shirt. Our meetings have long ceased to be passionate about romantic, for the most part, it was just sitting on the couch and watching movies. Even there was almost no sex in our lives, because “I have no time,” or “I have a headache,” or even “I have no mood.” Apparently, something this evening went wrong.

I already wanted her with my whole body, my elastic member was already visible from under the panties. I hugged her and the tip of the tongue, began to lick the neck, she opened her mouth a little and waited for me to slip into it with my tongue. But I knew what to do with my beloved girl, I was in no hurry. I wrapped my arms around her curvy breasts, which proved to be elastically standing nipples through the bra, but he was not long on it. I skillfully pulled it off and dug my fingers into my nipples. More and more squeezed them, lowered his lips to his chest and passionately LISTED them, bit and licked ... My cock rubbed on her hip, then she took off my panties and whispered:

Uncle Lyosha once again looked through the photos brought by the neighbor boy. Igorek photographed his cousin again. The girl was so good that even an inept photographer could not spoil her appearance. He was reviewing another selection of photographs that Igor brought, simultaneously pointing to mistakes and mistakes, and he was annoyed that he did not photograph. Oh, he would be able to squeeze out of this appearance much more. It is good that the “figure” is not a pity for the film.

He was a latent masochist, but not finding a companion among women, he tortured himself with exhausting daily workouts, bringing his body from the beginning to perfection, and then it was already a mountain of muscles that brought everyone who saw her in shock, why? Why bring yourself to powerlessness, just to become stronger? After some time, he already needed to improve his clothes ... However, the clothes brought a lot of trouble, although he accepted this flour with pleasure, and he learned how to disassemble not only in brands, but also in fashion trends for non-standard customers. He could say without hesitation in which stores it is better to buy and which houses of the models work in the market with consumers of unusual sizes.

I was born in an ordinary family, my mother worked as a financier, and my father worked as an engineer at a construction site. Until my 11 years we lived as an ordinary family, as it seemed to me. Then my father fell in love with another and went with her to live in Krasnodar. I can not say what was wrong, maybe it was more beautiful or something. My mother and I stayed with his parents in the city of Shakhty. Of course, the grandmother and grandfather took care of us as best they could, but my mom found another job and we moved with her to the city of Rostov-on-Don. I don’t know how much this work was better or worse, but in the housing plan it became closer, we didn’t have enough money, so she rented a room in the North. We lived with the mistress, a good woman who, apparently, having felt her own soul in mother, took care of her and of me. We had a separate room with our mother, we slept with her on the same bed, which in fact didn’t disturb us, because at home I didn’t often sleep with her. Neither her nor me was embarrassed by the fact that she slept in a nightie on a naked body, did not hide herself when she was dressing, did not make me turn away, but simply stood with my back to me. I was not excited by the sight of my mother’s bare breasts, or her ass. I will say more that I did not even find her attractive. Very thin, hanging chest 2, dark long hair, which made her even older, a little makeup and not bright clothes. They are said to have passed by, and no one will remember. I do not even know what my father found in her, but it is obvious that he found this one, because she did not have any gentlemen at all. Even when they were sleeping and her nightie was bullying, and she, hugging me, pressed pubic hair to me, I didn’t have any emotions.

Prologue - Divine Intervention Some events appear to be abnormal crazy, extraordinary, diabolic, taboo, unethical, unbelievable, and even perverted and unacceptable to societal norms. Analyzing the behavior of people involved in such incidents without bias reveal complex human psyche. Women in the story happen to fulfill their inner psychological need and physical desire the basic instinct in peculiar circumstances. Some people may call it animal instinct, illicit, indecent, immoral and taboo but the desire to satisfy hidden craving physiological need erupts despite all reasoning, logic, traditions, religious beliefs, and possible consequences.

Grishan in this life has never held on to anything. He was a little over thirty, and he was already determined that he would live only for himself. After his last relationship, more than three years have passed and Grishan didn’t bother it at all. To the opposite sex, he was quite neutral, even a little philosophical. At this stage of his life, he met Lika. More precisely, she met him at corporate party. Lika was a young woman - attractive, slim and flexible, about thirty-five years old in appearance. With a charming smile and manner, during a conversation, look into your eyes.

This incredible, but real story happened to me many years ago, during the summer holidays. At that time, I was a slim and shy boy of thirteen. The doorbell was insistent. - Lesha, open the door. This is probably Aunt Asya arrived. - Mother's voice came from the kitchen. I didn’t remember Aunt Asya at all; she lived in another city, somewhere near the sea. Mom told me that my aunt arrived on a business trip, and will spend the night with us. A tall woman of about forty was smiling affably from the threshold. - Leshka, how did you grow up! - patting my hair, she handed the bag. Hold on, this is your present.

Actually, I was never drawn to submission and humiliation. I am a calm, balanced guy, who prefers rather conservative and classic sex. And yet, one sex - the story just pissed me off and made me a real monster. The thing is that our institute teaches English such a bitch that the world has never seen. The girl is young, beautiful, tender-looking - such a real angel, but inside her straight devils sit. No student has yet been able to pass her subject the first time. All felled rat mean! I, too, do not speak English well, and even the re-take did not get the “Three”.

Hello, my name is Olya, I live in the outback, in the village near the usual small town. I am 20 years old, a tanned brunette with green eyes and a pretty face, height is 165 cm, elastic chest of the 2nd size, very slim and with rather wide hips. My father has been dead for a long time, died of cirrhosis of the liver, like many in our village, sat died at my birth, so my stepmother, my father’s second wife, raised me. She treated me rather detachedly. Stepmother (a woman under 40, but with a rather attractive figure and appearance) quite often brought men into the house. This time she met the former ZEK, Kolya, by correspondence, and when he was released, he moved in with us to live. I immediately liked him: lean, covered in tattoos (it excites me very much), tall brunette, with us he was very cheerful. Sometimes, when they drank (and they drank very often) he invited me to have a drink with them. And, as it turned out, he specially soldered it, so much so that it was cut down. And then, he just started to squeeze me, then he rubbed my pussy. Immediately make a reservation that I was not a virgin: as if I had a row with my stepmother, and after leaving the river, I met city guys there, and decided that sex was a great way to annoy her. We met and drank, and then three guys got fucked at once. Waking up in the morning on the river, I did not find anyone. Although not flown then ...

My name is Vasilisa. I am a pretty girl of 23 years old: tall, slim, with a small elastic ass and a breast of the 3rd size. I want to tell you about my unforgettable nudist beach experience. I live on the Black Sea, where nudist beaches are more than enough. And once I decided to go for it. It took a long time to go from the “textile” beach, but after 20 minutes the first naked bodies began to appear: three girls of about 17, a couple of young people. Honestly, this atmosphere made me very excited. I myself could not wait for the moment when I would take off my clothes.

Only one of the men who has worked at least in a purely female team, only he will understand me! This work is a completely different kind of existence of a man in such a sweet snake coil! One of my classmates, after graduating from the pedagogical institute, worked at the school and constantly became stifled - yes, this terrible female team of the Gruppenführer Mueller himself would eat without salt and would not choke! Yes, even the war among the employees to attract the attention of "these villains", that is, men who are interested in football, fishing, and beer, finally, and not the beautiful half of humanity. But to marry - only at the point of a machine gun!