The temperature was freezing outside, but it was hot between Kara’s legs.
My fingers felt the warmth and moisture of her pussy. I had met her while I was working in South Central Siberia as a research assistant, and tonight she was in my bed.
I was massaging her clit with two fingers and she was stroking my cock. My middle finger moved down to part her wet vaginal lips. I ran the tip of my finger up and down her labia. Then I inserted only the very tip of my finger just enough to make her stomach muscles tense and her back arch. Kara’s body language told me that she wanted more, but she would have to wait. She was moaning and squirming under the soft fingering. I could not wait any longer to probe that Russian snatch with my pole.
I put her ankles on my shoulders and the tip of my cock on... Read more...