Borrow some American equipment

“Da. I will try big American artillery cannon. Come.”

I don’t have to tell him twice. He doesn’t waste a second before he’s on top of me. We start kissing passionately. My body aches for him. There’s just something about making love with somebody so foreign and exotic to me that is driving me wild.

I kiss him back even harder and run my hands up and down his back. It’s been so long since I’ve gotten it good. Months. He deftly unhooks my bra and pulls it away, before coming in to kiss me again.

“Take out dick.” I whisper in his ear, and reach to pull my skirt back down. The two of us hungrily and hastily strip the last of our clothes off.

When he climbs back on top of me, the feeling of his bare skin on my naked body makes my toes curl.

“Are you ready?”

“Da!”

He slips his hand down for his cock. I spread my legs out further for him. I can feel his tip pressing against me. I can’t wait anymore.

“Give it to me now!” I beg him.

He gives me my wish and thrusts into me. I stretch my head back and grab his sides.

“Аах, Боже мой!” I moan, my eyes rolling back at the sensation of finally being filled.

“Ах! Боже мой!” Another voice in the room cries out. I nearly jump out of my skin. The two of us flail for a second in shock before looking up to see the old man. He stares in awe.

“Извините.” He says awkwardly before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

The two of us simply lay, him still inside of me, and both look at the door for a moment before looking back at one another. I shrug and he bursts out laughing.

He starts to fuck me again and I wrap my legs around his back to pull him deeper. We share another kiss, and he builds his pace. I love every second of it, taking his dick like a starved cock fiend.

This is heavenly, not only to be with such an attractive and well endowed partner, but to actually be alone together, to be completely naked, and to top it all off, in a real bed. It’s only a matter of time before I’m starting to creep towards the edge.

He touches me everywhere, and his cock just feels so good inside of me.

“Keep fucking me.” I urge him. “I going to cum soon.”

He tightens his grip on me and fucks me harder. He has me right where he wants me. The feelings inside of me rise and rise as he pounds me. His thick cock brings me closer and closer to the edge until I can’t take it any more.

My whole body arches and twists as I start to cum. I squeeze his toned body tightly with my arms and legs.

“Oh Da!” I moan. “Da! Da! Da!”

He holds me down and continues to fuck me relentlessly as I writhe beneath him, waves of pleasure washing over me. I squeeze him with my pussy, trying to milk him dry.

When I’m all worn out, I lay back and sigh, relaxing my legs and laying them out wide. Clarke continues to drill me repeatedly, and continues to touch me.

“Should I pull out?” He asks me.

“Yes.”

Just like that, he slips out of me and turns to the side. I quickly sit up and grab the shaft of his cock with my hand and start pumping.

“That’s good.” He tells me. “Faster.”

I pick my pace up. My arm burns but his labored breathing motivates me.

Clarke lets out a big sigh when his cock leaps in my hand and fires a blast of cum across the bedspread. I stop jerking and hold his spurting dick tightly. I love the feeling of it pulsing in my hand as he empties himself.

He collapses on the bed next to me, panting.

“After that, if I go in there and get killed today, I’ll regret nothing.” He says. “Fuck.”

“You like your first time with Russian girl?” I ask him.

“Like it? I loved it, and I want more.”

We take a moment to recover before Clarke sits up.

“Unfortunately,” he says. “we still have work to do.”