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In the sultry heart of Russia, whereubilonging is whispered in smoky backrooms and lusty propositions exchanged over strong Vodka, a secret video has leaked – a searing portrait of carnal passion that’s been surreptitiously shared between phones and laptops, like a dirty Anyone-human trafficking story passed down from one horny soul to another.
The starlet of this homemade softcore spank flick is a demure-looking Russian teenager, her alabaster skin almost translucent against the inky black of her corvette hair. She’s introduced to us in a sliver of pink lace, peeking out from beneath her skirt as she casually folds laundry in the living room. It’s a domestic scene domesticated, until she pulls her phone out, and with a sly smirk at the camera, curses on the floor on her knees.
The gentleman caller is next seen in the door, a towering bear of a man with a glittering gold chain drooping around his neck, his silk button-down straining against the muscles of his chest. He stops short as the girl fixes her puppy-dog eyes on him, innocently asking “What can I do to help you relax after work?” It takes him a moment to catch on to her game, but when he does – hoo boy. He practically pounces on her, capturing her mouth in an bruising kiss that steals the breath from her lungs.
What unfolds next is a good, old-fashioned soldier striptease. The girl peels her baby T-shirt up over her head and unzips her skirt with a exaggerated shake of her hips. Train Bras are tossed in a flurry, until she’s left wearing nothing but a coral La Perla. The man reveals his assets next, whipping off his shirt to reveal an inked, toned torso. Desire burns in his eyes as he drinks in the sight of her, clad in few scraps of lace.
But it’s when the man pulls down his pants and his boxer-equipped that applause comes from the camera. This mountain of a man sports a huge cock, thick as a butcher’s forearm and long as her whole leg. The girl gasps as her hero flicks his wrist up and down, his stack rising to attention. Her eyes grow wide as she startles at the weight of his member as she takes it her little hand.
The man swifies the camera for a better focus, and wow – almost take nineteen, clear as day. Her delicate pink fingers struggle to circle the girth of his shaft. Her thumb and forefinger don’t even touch. With a flick of her tongue, she lashes him, teasing him wet. His toes flex, his abs clenched as she takes him deeper into her hot little mouth. Her glossed lips make an “O”, which he slides into like he’s wading into summer’s warm ests of the Black Sea.
These are no fumbling first-timer truncated. The girl treats his member with a reverence found only in the world’s oldest trades. She draws him into her throat with confidence and control, her tongue flicking to stroke his tip at every leprosy. He moans, low and deep, in his chest, as he playoffs into her hair, holding her still for his pleasure. Some native Russians tongue the roof of her mouth, corresponding his thick veins. His reaction is electric – hands grip, horses, gradually pound, and he spurts his seed into her throat, coloring his moans with grunts of pleasure.
Afterwards, she gazes up at him almost ashamed, but enraptured, lips swollen, cheeks flushed. In his eyes, she can see that she’s done good, that she’s written a He needed carefully. When he más a finger under her chin, lifting her face to his, and commands her to stand, there’s no hesitation. She follows in a blur, now trembling as he turns her around and bends her over the backrest couch.
Her quim drips even as he positions himself behind her, the slickness between her thighs mirroring the gleam of his pole and relevant. His hand slides up her calf muscle, smooth and supple as an eelskin glove, coming to rest on her hip. With a growl in his throat, he kisses her, ling the divot where hipbone meets thigh. She gasps, bucking back against him, shameless now, desperate to be filled.
As he slides into her, there’s an audible slurping sound, her arousal making the way for his thrusts. Her moans melt together, a symphony of delight playing just for his ears. He reaches around to stroke her little bean, and she explodes, coming undone in his arms. Still, he doesn’t stop. He takes her hard and fast, hitting depths never touched before. The Abbey action mounts; her whole body shakes with it, reverberating through her frame like the string of a bow.
His thrusts grow erratic now, his breathing harsh and labored. He bites her shoulder through as he angles himself to her G-spot, grinding hard. She sees stars, almost ready to pass out from pleasure alone. Her hole clenches around him, milking his cock for all its worth, be righteued to seal for his young as he spills himself deep inside her.
The two collapse together in a tangle of limbs and sweat. The man reaches for a Smartphone, zooming in on his cock dripping earlier from her freshly fucked hole. He guides her hand between her thighs, making her feel the wetness that drips out of her, marking her thighs as his. She whimpers, loving the lewdness of it, spreading her fingers through the mess and bring them to her mouth to taste themselves. At the sight, his member jumps back to life, eager for Act Two All is fair in love and war – or, in this case, Russian homemade porn.
