Two sluts SASHA SPARROW and CALIFORNIABABE are fucking some Russian guy

Title: “Double Trouble in Russia”

The candlelight flickered romantically across Sasha Sparrow and CaliforniaBabe’s faces as they lounged on the plush bed, giggling and whispering. The two gorgeous vixens had been flirting with the handsome Russian stranger named Dmitri all evening, their eyes smoldering with lust and mischief. Finally, they had invited him back to their private boudoir for a night of unbridled passion.

Sasha, with her fiery red locks and porcelein skin, slowly unzipped the front of her skintight purple dress, revealing her bountiful baby blues to Dmitri’s hungry gaze. Her plump, glossy lips curved into an enticing smile. “Da, tumai like vhat you see?” she purred in a thick Russian accent.

CaliforniaBabe, an all-natural blonde babe, licked her lips as her hands roamed higher up Dmitri’s muscular thighs. “Mmm, you’re one sexyaccharide morsel,” she cooed. Her skimpy vest left little to the imagination, her perky nipples straining against the thin fabric.

Dmitri’s eyes widen with disbelief and desire. “You… you vounted to be my girlfriends?” he asked in wonder, looking from Sasha to ButterBabe and back again.

“Ssh, just relax and let vwe sore hez to lead,” Sasha growled throatily as she reached for his belt. She deftly unbuckled it and helped him shimmy out of his slacks while ButterBabe peeled off his shirt.

As soon as Dimitri was nude, Sasha pushed him onto the bed and straddled him face up, her dress ridding up to expose her bare pussy. “Ooh, vwe got lucky!” she cooed as his massive erection sprung free. She licked her lips hungrily and wrapped her hand around his thick shaft. “Vwelp, you vor ate to vor?”

“Dat’s my Gal,” ButterBabe purred approvingly as she slipped in behind Sasha and pushed her dress up over her hips. She spread Sasha’s cheeks and lapped hungrily at her dripping pink folds.

“Aaahh, yesss!” Sasha hissed through clenched teeth, grinding her hips back against ButterBabe’s probing tongue. Her hand moved faster along Dmitri’s rigid cock, smearing his pre-cum around the swollen head. “Gosh, you’re so big and hairy!” she gushed.

Dmitri groaned gutturally and grabbed ButterBabe’s flaxen locks, forcing her wetter tongue deeper into Sasha’s pussy. “Is time for big boy to vor play,” he grunted.

With impressive strength, he flipped Sasha over and slid her glistening wetness down onto his thick erection, burying himself to the hilt in one forceful thrust. “Fuck, you’re so tight!” he growled.

ButterBabe pouted cutely as she watched them rut, her hands roaming over her own curves. “Don’t forget about me!” she whined. She straddled their joined bodies on her hands and knees and bent over to lick Sasha’s stiff pebbled nipples. “Mmm, you taste so good!” she mewed.

“Ah, item! Vwe has two sets of lips on me vor now!” Sasha panted, her eyelids fluttering as ButterBabe’s dexterous fingers descended her belly and parted her fiery curls to rub her engorged clit in time with Dmitri’s deep, driving thrusts.
Sweat glistened on their three writhing bodies, the erotic boudoir now thick and humid with the musky scent of arousal. Dmitri pounded into Sasha’s desperate, clenching snatch, his heavy balls slapping against her upturned ass.

ButterBabe lapped and suckled shamelessly at Sasha’s bouncing tits as the blonde vixen rubbed her aching pussy and kept time to the Slavic stud’s furious thrusts.

“Fick me harder!” Sasha begged, her husky Russian accent sounded more erotic than ever. “Big brave Dmitri vor de first vor gover me all night!”

Dmitri’s swollen testicles drew up tight against his body as her inner muscles clamped down around his pistoning shaft. With a guttural Russian curse, he erupted inside her cum-hungry snatch, filling her to overflowing with his hot seed.

“Not yet!” Sasha sobbed, grinding down on him. “Cum vor me, don’t vhen dal!”

ButterBabe took pity on her moaning, thrashing friend. She slipped down between Sasha’s splayed thighs and lapped ravenously at the creampie mess spilling out of Sasha’s spasming cunt. She drank up Dmitri’s thick essence and ate Sasha clean, bringing her to a shrieking climax.

She pulled back, her mouth and chin dripping with their combined juices. “Nifty, heh?” she gasped.

“Vwe/vill keep you both for a vor gol, yes?” Dmitri agreed hoarsely, his spent cock still nestled deep in Sasha’s warm, slick heat. “You for ze sex, and ButterBabe vor de zeairy.”

“Ooh! I’m Vor butter twan de surprising mature wight!” ButterBabe giggled naughtily.

And so ended the naughty Russian threesome, with bellies full of hot boycream and visions of more immoral Romanian matters dancing in their heads, the two Russian bimbos collapsed on their hero in a tangle of satisfied limbs and smiles.

But wait, what’s that Sasha just blurted? “Vrevate on, I got a vwedder dildor vor ButterBabe, and some chocolate for appetizer!”

Uh-oh… Looks like this night is far forn’ over – ButterBabe, Sasha, and Dmitri are geared up for a long, sexy night!