My name is Agnessa Tress.
I turned 18 two days ago. I proved that I am a virgin and now I am ready to pose in my first video. Perhaps I will continue to pose and make a career in this business. I have long been ready to loose my virginity and I think that now is just the right time for this.
A few years ago, I fell ill and got into the hospital. I was in a single room and my doctor took great care of me. He was a beautiful man, with beautiful strong hands and had a beautiful body. I was waiting every morning for him to come to my room and ask his usual questions, how do I feel, whether I have any pain. During the morning examinations, he was asking me to lift my T-shirt and Continue reading Agnessa Tress
Just two days after my solo video, I got a call from defloration.com. Renato is the man who will deflower me if I am as eager as before to become a woman. I had to tell them that day itself as arrangements would have to be made. I sat down stunned. This was a big decision but I had already thought about it and was very clear. I had been eagerly waiting for the call. I am ready.
Compared to a lot of girls my age, I am very innocent when it comes to men. I do not know many boys. In my imagination, however, I was always dreaming. I always wanted to lose my virginity in a special way. My friends have all told me that it hurts and I am prepared for this. I had been dreaming that Tommy will break my hymen but Renato is special too Continue reading Emily Insomnia & Renato. Losing of virginity..
Hey there! It’s so good to be here you can’t imagine. I love modeling and am a professional model. This was something else though. I feel excited, and Alive! And Sergey (producer) spoke about Tommy too so that’s another adventure that I am waiting for…but I am moving ahead of my story…
I was always a bad girl. I mean Continue reading Enzio Ricci. My first time…
I love modeling, I love my body. I love the way my virgin nipples react when my hand moves up and rubs my tits. Hello, I am Polina. Welcome to my world. This is my escape, the imaginary paradise I escape to when I feel very low. I was nervous before my solo video but now I am so happy that I did it. I waited for so long for this and as soon as my 18th birthday was over, I went in for it! Even though my boyfriend hated it when I wanted to model, I am all for it. I am 18 years old, a virgin from St. Petersburg, ready to take on the world.
Many years ago Continue reading Polina Temyanova
Hello, I am Anna Redofed from Ukraine. I come from a large and happy family but unfortunately we are very poor. My father works on the land of another and my mother stitches at home. I have five sisters and a brother, who is the youngest. Two of my elder sisters have been married. I have another sister elder to me and one younger to me at home.
As our cottage is very small, we were familiar with what happens between a man and a woman from childhood. Sometimes when our father came home after work, tired and sweaty, he would pull my mother from behind and they would rush off into their bedroom. Sometimes, the door would be left unlocked and I and my sisters would peep through the door. As my father pulled off my mother’s clothes, we too would get a thrill. Continue reading Alina Redofed. Me, and my family..
Hello, My name is Aleysa and this is my virgin secret.
I grew up with my small family of just my mother, my father and I in a small town just outside of St. Petersburg. We were close enough to be able to easily venture into town and enjoy the culture that such a city afforded, but we were far enough that we did not have a large tourist trade and everyone knew everybody.
Until recently, I never realized how poor our family was. We attended many cultural events in the big city such as the ballet and the symphony and we traveled to museums and enjoyed the fine art and history of them. We never travelled very far, nor did we travel overnight and so I never felt that we were at a loss.
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Hi, I’m Blackie. Well, at least that is my nickname. I don’t want anyone to know that I posed for pictures in the nude, so you will just have to live with calling me by my nickname. This would bring my family great shame, but as you see, I must do this.
I live in Budapest with my mother and my siblings. My mother is very strict with me. I am 19 and have never kissed a boy or even had the opportunity to go on a date, even with a bunch of friends to just hang out. My mother forbids it! “Men are no good for you,” she screeches at me whenever I try to bring the subject up. I finished with my formal schooling last year, but my mother has kept me so busy with working at a local cafe and with my sister as a waiter for her event company. I have no time for rest or for boys.
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Hi, my name is Jessica and I am no longer a virgin! I say that with great pride because I saved my virginity for my boyfriend and he was worth it. First, I tell you a little bit about me.
When I was a child, you would have called me a “tom-boy”. I was all girl, but I wasn’t into frilly things or playing with dolls. I dressed like a boy in jeans and t-shirts and I loved playing outside chasing lizards and participating in sports. I didn’t have many girl friends, but I had a lot of boy friends and I had so much more fun with the boys than I could have ever imagined with the girls.
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Hello, my name is Helen and I am just 18 years old. My family lives on a farm outside of Budapest and I am just finishing my final school year. I have a mother and a father and a very protective older brother. Oh, and a boyfriend, too.
I work hard on the farm to help my mother and father and my days are very busy. Money is very tight, so we all work together and our life is good. I get up very early each day and my brother and I do the chores to start the day. Then I go to school and study hard and when I get home, there is still much work to be done in the house. There is little time for fun in my life and what free time I have I spend in the company of my family and my boyfriend.
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