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2024-07-07 17:00:11 +0000 UTC View Post

You can't have too many selfies, I'm passing you the vacatio..

You can't have too many selfies, I'm passing you the vacation vibe💋

2024-07-07 12:06:02 +0000 UTC View Post

Let's pretend we're in the movie Afterburner

2024-07-06 10:02:03 +0000 UTC View Post

A very juicy ass that needs your hands🍑

2024-07-06 02:00:15 +0000 UTC View Post

Meow

2024-07-06 00:06:02 +0000 UTC View Post

this is the image in the elevator

2024-07-05 14:00:17 +0000 UTC View Post

I often look like this at home 😋

2024-07-05 04:00:17 +0000 UTC View Post

Have you ever had sex in a car?

2024-07-04 09:00:20 +0000 UTC View Post

like my new pareo?

2024-07-03 23:00:19 +0000 UTC View Post

giggle, you want to touch my ponytail?

2024-07-03 15:00:17 +0000 UTC View Post

Looks like you came to the right place at the right time

2024-07-03 02:00:15 +0000 UTC View Post

I think I look really cute in this pink look?💕💕

2024-07-02 04:00:24 +0000 UTC View Post

just imagine what could happen in that dressing room if we w..

just imagine what could happen in that dressing room if we were in it together

2024-07-01 21:00:20 +0000 UTC View Post

I think it looks very tempting. I'm in such a good mood, I w..

I think it looks very tempting. I'm in such a good mood, I want to put you in a good mood

2024-07-01 18:00:19 +0000 UTC View Post

part two The girls were silent, enjoying the pleasant atmos..

part two

The girls were silent, enjoying the pleasant atmosphere around them. As they walked slowly down the street, they were silent, but they were never awkward, ever. They had been best friends for a long time and had always been together since then. They planned to spend the summer together walking around the city, swimming in the local rivulet, exploring the fields and woods nearby, having sleepovers at each other's houses, and they were quite happy with this pastime.
The red-haired girl took the keys out of her pocket and opened the door, then jokingly bent down, stretching her arm forward as if to say, "Please, mademoiselle. The blonde girl also jokingly made a neat curtsy.
- Thank you, sir.
Both smirked and walked into the house. When they took off their shoes and entered the kitchen, they were not surprised to see the red-haired girl's mother, Linge, who had blond, long hair, a large nose, and blue eyes that were piercing with their cold gaze. Despite her age (forty-three years old) she had not lost much of her attractiveness. Only by the small wrinkles on her face and hands one could realize that she was far from thirty. Her mother and daughter were, to put it mildly, not so good. They often quarreled, accusing each other of picking on the other for nothing. Both stubborn, cold, of course, they couldn't find common ground.
- Becky, hello. Though her mother was always polite and kind to Becky, there was a coldness in her voice that only a family member could recognize.
-Hello, Becky was embarrassed by her gaze and averted her eyes nervously.
- Irma, don't just stand there, come in. The girl was used to her mother's cold attitude, and she herself had long ago abandoned the idea of at least a little to improve their relationship. But every time she noticed her mother's cold, indifferent and aloof look. The girl had long ago stopped hugging her mother, to talk about her achievements, what was happening in her life and turned in her direction only coldness and indifference. However, the mother did the same, and it suited both of them.
he way their relationship had been going from the beginning to the present, it could be concluded that love had never been born between them. But Irma could not call her mother an ice block without feelings. Most likely, her mother simply did not know how to love. For the girl has always remained a mystery, how did the parents get married? Father Rog from childhood lived in Nebraska, was unshakable funnyman and humorist. At school he was an instigator, always found himself in the center of everyone's attention. However, this did not prevent him from being well-read, intelligent and, when necessary, serious. Dad was always a kind and cordial man. Relations with his daughter from childhood were characterized by mutual understanding and a sense of love on both sides. Irma could spend hours recounting memories from a distant, almost forgotten childhood with her father, which made her feel warm. Still, it didn't make sense, how could her father marry the most icy woman in the world? When she was a teenager, she moved to Nebraska straight from England. She - a girl with icy eyes - brought up to behave in public elegantly and discreetly, to hide emotions and feelings, wearing a mask of indifference, did not show interest in any of the guys, married a fun-loving and wind-up with fire in his eyes and red hair, for whom jokes and humor - an integral part of life? How could this happen? My parents always assured me that they married for love, but there was definitely some mystery to it.
- We're not eating.
Becky opened her mouth to object, but she was already being pushed up the stairs. Irma sat down on the edge of the bed next to her friend, making sure the door was shut tight. Becky was resentfully silent, glaring at her.
- I'm begging you, let's not go downstairs right now.
The blonde averted her gaze, dilating her nostrils irritably. She did that every time something made her angry or annoyed. Irma knew her friend all too well. For the next few hours they lay on the bed, talking nonstop about all sorts of things, laughing, telling each other stories. Before Irma knew it, she was already flipping through the biographies of all the high school boys from their school, and she reacted with an incomprehensible sound

2024-06-30 21:00:17 +0000 UTC View Post

Good morning, dear 💋

2024-06-30 20:59:42 +0000 UTC View Post

It's such a bright sunny day today, it's so hot outside, the..

It's such a bright sunny day today, it's so hot outside, the asphalt is steaming, I want to wear the minimum of clothes so I don't feel my skin getting soaked in this scorching sun. Weather that's made for mini skirts😋

2024-06-30 05:00:18 +0000 UTC View Post

part one The classroom doors slammed shut, and the student..

part one

The classroom doors slammed shut, and the students happily ran outside, colorfully imagining how they would spend the next three months. Some of them flew to another country to take a break from the so-called "our good old town"; some went to the sea, not wanting to spend the whole summer lying under a cool air conditioner and running to the river every day trying to get rid of the annoying heat; some went to visit their relatives in a distant country. And some stayed in their hometown, thrilled to imagine swimming with friends in the scorching sun, riding bicycles through familiar streets at dusk, shouting obscenities, and knocking on Aunt Marge's door every day, laughing and running down the street to her shrieks. Everyone was making plans for the summer and was incredibly excited about the end of another school year. The students shouted and chattered excitedly, pushing the crowd that had formed in the high school lobby. The doors swung open, letting the light pour in, and the kids ran outside. Everyone headed for the gate, taking notebooks and textbooks out of their briefcases along the way, tearing them up and tossing them high into the air. Some took a lighter and burned every single notebook, throwing what was left of their school supplies straight into the trash with an undisguised smile on their faces. Someone, not wanting to hesitate, immediately emptied all the contents of the briefcase into the trash can. Someone, on the contrary, walked leisurely to the gate, breathing the sweet May air, intending to keep this moment in the memory for a long time. Everyone ran outside the school as if they had escaped from the prison where they had been for nine months. The air was saturated with the joy of the schoolchildren, and conversations, shouts and laughter could be heard everywhere. It was the end of May, the thirtieth day. Summer had not yet arrived, but the heat was already making itself felt, and the sun was shining dazzlingly, as if rejoicing with the children. Everywhere already smelled of summer. People with smiles on their faces were wandering through the streets, serenely talking about how happy they were about the approaching summer months. They came home, sighed with relief, threw off their backpack or work bag. They would flop down on the bed and enjoy watching the sunlight glide across the room. Some were already running to the river with friends, anticipating a wonderful rest of the day. In general, absolutely everyone in the city was breathing freely. They were talking excitedly and overly emotional about their plans for the summer, taking in more air, laughing and saying obscene words.
- ...To the sea, you know? For two weeks! Я
-I thought we'd be home for the whole summer, we spent a lot of money on the trip last year. But my parents. I don't know, they're a little bit more relaxed,
- One of the girls' eyes sparkled with excitement.
- You won't miss me too much, will you?
- The blonde asked a little anxiously. Her friend smiled bitterly.
- Of course I will. There's not much for me to do without you. But I'm happy for you, really. Just don't forget to send pictures, or it'll be like last time. The blonde rolled her eyes with a smirk on her face.
- Okay! I will.

2024-06-29 21:00:17 +0000 UTC View Post