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Andrew made only a couple of movements, he literally turned off, he never experienced such an orgasm, he seemed to be not here, he flew away and he was not on the ground for several hours.
Andrei woke up on the bathroom floor, his seed mixed with the puddle that leaked from his feet.

Half an hour later he put himself in order, the anus burned pleasantly, and Andrew, falling asleep, heard on the radio: “This is a small step for a man and a huge one for humanity.
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Now, after so many years, I can tell you about what happened to me in a South African village where I went in search of adventure.
Every day my guide and I, Larry, went hunting for antelope.
We had permission, so we perceived everything as a walk.
Until one day, by the night, our “Rover” is not stalled.
Going back for help was impossible.
It was getting dark in these places quickly.
And to spend the night on the prairie know this, too.
Suddenly, Larry shouted, pointing to the lights in the distance: – Hey, there is a village! And we went to the fire, although it was stupid to go to the natives at night.
“There are peaceful tribes here,” Lari reassured.
– But be careful.
In the village, it seems, was a holiday.

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Painted with mud, the men in bright rags danced around the fire.
The girls at the side looked at us and smiled.
They were wearing only motley skirts, and dark breasts of all sizes stuck out and hung down, drawing the eye.
A huge fat ebony shouted something to us.
Larry answered him, and he broke into a smile when Larry handed him his knife.
–This is a gift.
They have a holiday of spring.
New year, in our opinion.
Bad time for guests, I must say.
We went and sat by the fire.
“Look,” Lari suddenly pushed me.
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the middle of the circle was a large cage, and in it was a white fragile figure.
–Where is the white girl here? – I was surprised.
– No, it’s a boy.
– And he was right.
Clenched in a ball, a young man, almost a teenager, looked out from under his light tangled hair.
We came closer.
There was almost no clothes on the prisoner, only scraps covering his hips.
He sat with his arms wrapped around his knees, and around the blacks they poked bamboo sticks at him to make him move, laughed and spat, trying to hit his face.
One old fat black woman reached down with his stick to his back and lashed at her.
There was a red scar, a thin shoulder trembled.
“We must help him,” I exclaimed.
–And spoil their holiday? No, this is without me, – answered Lari, – There are 70 people here.
At that time, the tall black opened the door and entered the cage.
He waved his hand, and two more, one young, strong with flat nostrils and a pierced ear, and the second one with a round belly, entered behind him.
The tom-toms were tapped.
All crowded around, pinning us close to the cage.
The boy jumped up.
He clearly did not expect anything good from this campaign.
And he was right.
High, probably, the main entertainer, grabbed his arm, but he twisted out and hit the black man with his foot.
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