Сleaning lady instead of money gets a dick that suck and fuck

In the sweltering heat of a Moscow afternoon, a plump, middle-aged Russian cleaning lady named Natashka arrived at the opulent apartment of a wealthy foreign businessman named Dmitri. Freshly divorced, Natashka needed the extra income to support her grown daughter and grandson. Little did she know, her sordid encounter with Dmitri would change her life in ways she could never have imagined.

Natashka worked diligently, dusting the shelves, vacuuming the rugs, and tidying up the clutter in Dmitri’s lavish bachelor pad. The Foreigner watched her from his expansive balcony, appreciating the way her ample cleavage bounced with each step. When she finished, Natashka approached Dmitri politely, holding out her hand for payment. “Thank you, my money, please.”

To her shock, Dmitri opened his robe to reveal his impressive Israeli manhood, already stiffened in anticipation. “I’m afraid I don’t have any rubles on me today, but perhaps we could work out another arrangement,” he said with a wicked grin, stroking himself.

Natashka’s eyes widened at the sight, remembering the carnal pleasures she had missed since her divorce. Before she could think it through, she found herself dropping to her knees, wrapping her plump lips around his magnificent cock. By the time she realized what she was doing, Natashka was already deep-throating the Foreigner.

Dmitri threw his head back, moaning as Natashka’s skilled tongue and lips brought him to an explosive climax. Thick, creamy ropes of cum painted the busty Russian’s face as she eagerly took his load. “Oooh, were you a naughty girl, sucking my cock like that,” he said. “I think I’ll need to punish you!”

Before Natashka could react, Dmitri flipped her around, bending her over the back of the couch. He hiked up her skirt, exposing her mature, meaty rear and pale inner thighs slick with arousal. Without preamble, he speared his throbbing cock into her wet, needy cunt. “Aaah! Yes, fuck me, Forreigner,” Natashka cried out in a combination of embarrassment and ecstasy as he mercilessly pounded into her.

Dmitri set a brutal pace, hammering Natashka’s receptive pussy as she clutched the sofa cushions and moaned shamelessly. Her full breasts swung beneath her, nipples hard with lust. “Ugh, zhat’s it, fuck dis old lady’s little hole!” she demanded, egging him on.

When Dmitri pulled out, Natashka hastily climbed on top facing him, hoping that riding him would grant her some control. She impaled herself on his thick shaft, gasping at the intense penetration. Pushing her massive tits together, she shook them in his face, “You like zhem, don’t you, Forreigner?” Grabbing the back of his head, she ground her chest on his face, smothering him as she rode him hard and fast.

But Dmitri was not finished dominating the horny, middle-aged Russian tart. He flipped their positions, pinning Natashka on the floor. Gathering her pillowy thighs over his shoulders, he absolutely pummeled her, fucking her with powerful, precision thrusts. His heavy balls slapped loudly against her ass, her walls clamped around him like a vice.

As Dmitri brought her closer and closer to the edge, Natashka looked up at him with pleading eyes. “Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, you’re fuckinh me so good, you make me feel like… a woman again! Oooh, you’re gonna make me cum!”

Dmitri smirked, pinning her ankles back to hit even deeper. “That’s it, you dirty slut! Milk my cock! I want to feel your juicy cunt bearing down on me!” he growled, bouncing her larger tits.

Suddenly, Natashka’s eyes rolled back as her pussy spasmed violently. “CUMMING! CUMMIIIINNGGGG!” she wailed, completely overwhelmed by the intensity of her orgasm, squirting her sweet nectar all over Dmitri’s thick, thrusting cock.

Panting and covered in sweat, Natashka tried to push his hips away, but Dmitri was relentless. Pulling out, he harshly yanked her to the floor, dragging her face into his lap by her hair. “Clean yourself off my cock, bitch,” he commanded, smacking her cheek with his cock.

Like a obedient little whore, Natashka wrapped her red lips around the head of his dick, slurping and sucking like her life depended on it. “Mmm, you taste so good, mister,” she murmured, licking away every drop of her pussy juices from his shaft.

Feeling his member tighten, Natashka got on her knees, eager to milk Dmitri of his precious seed. She pulled mercilessly on his cock, taking it to the hilt in her throat. “Gimme your cum, Forreigner, gimme zhat frott!” she demanded, jacking his cock.

With a loud groan, Dmitri burst his load down her throat, pumping what felt like gallons of hot baby batter into Natashka’s tummy. She gulped it all down like a proper cumslut, not letting a single drop escape her greedy lips.

Dmitri looked down at Natashka covered in his sperm, her body glowing in post-orgasm euphoria. “I think I’d like you to come back and clean for me again,” he said slowly and deliberately. “For, let’s say, 500 rubles a week?”

Natashka, still in the throes of her sexual high, began nodding eagerly, “Thank you, yes, I gladly come back next week, only for zhat frott payment!” She gave a shy, sheepish grin before rising and tugging her clothes back in place, leaving Dmitri’s posh apartment with a fire in her loins and a renewed spring in her step.

As Natashka closed the door behind her, Dmitri leaned back in his recliner, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. “Until next time, you bratty, slutty Russian cleaning bitch,” he growled under his breath. “I’ve got many more dirty cum-Shots for you…”