Up her ass

"In your ass." The Premier ordered and Natasha returned to her former position and swirled her hips after she had been impaled by the cock. Rubbing herself, John had all the reasons to cum inside.

And that he did. Shooting loads of spunk inside the sniper, the latter only bit her lower lip as she waited for the Premier to finish with a satisfied look on her face, staring upwards at the ceiling.

She had her beret placed on her head again and hopped off the bed to give the Premier his gear back while she merely fixed her lingerie before lying down best to him.

"You're not bothered by the cold?"

"Of course not; my training demanded that I exalt in all fields and in every way possible. While blowing my commanding officers wasn't an option, I always had someone else to practice with;

"Are you?" Neither of the two looked at one another, but an answer was given in the dark just after a thick and heavy blanket was placed on top of them.

"Only a bit."

"Then you will face Mother Russia's warmth, Comrade Premier." Caressing the Premier, it made things a little better.

Though already satisfied with what the night could give him, one more comment was shot in the dark that involved the Soviet Commando.

"What did you think of Tanya?"

"I'm hoping for a threesome one day; I'm convinced that the Americans are trying their own form of sexpionage if she's anything to go by."