A special envoy from the King

The two of us collapse against the wall of the dugout we just finished building. We’re both tired and my hands feel raw from digging.

“I do more than you.” I tease Hobbs.

“No you didn’t.” He argues.

“What you do growing up?” I ask. “To let girl dig more than you?”

“I spent most of my time studying, it’s how I got into Oxford. But I know how to work, and to set the record straight, I did more.”

“Try digging in Russian winter.”

“Sure, but it wouldn’t matter. I’d still do more than you anyways.” He teases. I give him a little push.

“You’re funny when you’re angry.” He tells me and gives me a gentle push back with his palm.

“Oh, I funny?” I ask and push him back again. “Ha. Ha. Ha.”

He pushes me back again. “O, Aye fahnny! Aye vyerrry fahnny!”

I lunge forward and take him by surprise, tackling him down. The two of us roll around, laughing and wrestling each other. He rolls me over, and the two of us keep play-fighting. I end up on top of him again, straddling him. A smirk crosses my lips when I feel his firm bulge underneath me. I stop.

“What that?” I ask playfully and grind my pussy on it. “Is that message from King?”

“A special envoy from his majesty, indeed.” He jokes. “Get down here.”

I oblige and lean down to kiss him. I feel like a slut but I can’t help myself. Besides, we’re all alone.

“Mmm.” I say, pulling back. “Do they teach you kiss in Oxfords?”

“No. Engineering.” He says, putting his hand on the back of my head to pull me in for another kiss. Our hands start to explore each other’s bodies.

“You have fun time with Russian girl before?” I ask him, rubbing his chest.

“Not yet.”

“You have girlfriend in English land?”

“Somewhat, but she doesn’t have to know.”

“Nobody will know.” I say, pointing in the direction of the others, then bring my finger to my lips. “Is our dirty little secret. Now, first taste of Russian pussy for you.”

I roll off of him and pull one of my boots off, then pull my pants and panties down, removing my foot so I can spread my legs. He positions himself in front of me.

“Pussy now, tea and biscuits later.” He jokes, holding my legs and easing his face into my crotch.

“Da.” I sigh when I feel his tongue run over my bare pussy. “I like when man make oral love on pussy. Is good.”

“You just tell me any time you want some!” He jokes and dives in deeper.

I lay my head back and enjoy the sensations of his flicking tongue and wet lips.

“If it like this,” I gasp. “I let you know.”

He grips my thighs harder and picks up his speed, and starts to kiss and suck as he works.

“There.” I moan when I feel him hit the right spot. He doesn’t move, and focuses in on on my clit. I arch my back and push my crotch against his face.

It only takes a few minutes for his swirling tongue to drive me over the edge. He wraps his arms around my shaking legs and does not relent.

“О да!” I moan. “Боже мой!”

He gives me a grin when I finish and crawls up my body to kiss me again.

“Did you like it?”

“Da, I like very much.” I roll him over and straddle him. His bulge presses into me. “Now I do something you like.”

I scoot back so I’m sitting on his legs and attack his belt. He helps me free his cock, which springs straight up. I wrap my fingers around the shaft.

“Is hard.” I comment, giving his dick a few strokes. “I like.”

I scoot forwards again and straddle him again, holding his dick with one hand and aiming it at my pussy. I’m good and ready. He watches me lower myself down until his tip teases me. He holds my hips.

We both sigh when I lower myself down onto him, taking his head inside and more. I put my hands on his chest and start rocking my hips up and down.

“This is better than I could have imagined.” He tells me, running his hands over my curves.

Once I gently work my way all the way down, taking his cock to the hilt. I start to bounce on it. The sensations make me bite my lip.

“What do you think of your first British cock?” He asks, running his hands up under my shirt.

“Мне нравиться очен!” I sigh. “Такой большой!”

“I didn’t understand a word of that, but it sounded hot.” He says with a laugh, running his hands over my tits.

“I say is very big and I like very much.” I explain, bouncing on his cock.

I ride him hard and enjoy the feelings of being filled. We touch each other.

“I don’t think I can last much longer.” He tells me after a few more minutes of hot lovemaking.

“You tell me when.”

“Now!”

I pull off of him and quickly grab the shaft of his cock. The instant I start pumping, it starts spurting jizz all over his stomach. He throws his head back and moans.

I sit on his legs, looking down at him, his softening cock still in my hand, the two of us both panting in satisfaction.

“Remember.” I tell him, and lick his cum from my fingers. “Is our dirty little secret.”