A single evening in Moscow has nothing
single at all. As every trip, he wanted to enjoy running, crossing the most
beautiful streets of the city and to get lost through the green avenues of a
big park. Surrounding St. Basil’s cathedral, once, twice, enjoying the red
revolution growing inside his heart, blowing energy from the Moscow’s heart and
feeling the majesty that emanates during a routine day. The same majesty that
release from Lenin’s mausoleum, whose honourable owner was one of his most
valuables references. Just to think about that, his breath rhythm got increased
and decided to run faster in direction to the Park Zaryad'ye.
He could feel the cold air, the Russian
hospitality and was so focus on that and running even faster that he didn’t realize
when someone collided with him and both bodies felt directly in the middle of
the grass. Losing his breath, our main character lay down and listened a
musical female Russian voice surrounding his ears. Finally, she appeared in his
viewing point and his crazy heart stop to beat for few seconds. The beauty in
person was jealous, even I would say that the beauty was masturbating in the
presence of that multi-universal wonder. She jumped over our guy, worried about
his health and she pressed the chest of him with his tight big boobs, shouting
something that sounded unintelligible words that became quickly into a Slavic
version of a sensual English. He vanished…
…and when he came back to the real world,
the illusion was even more extraordinary. Her lips where blowing air into his
mouth and, shit, he had the hardest erection ever and she started to laugh in
such a crazy way. He was scared and paralyzed, but she looked very relaxed and
comfortable with the situation. No one close to them, the wet grass smell was
like a drug for him. She was wearing runner clothes, tight, showing off all the
curves of her magnificent sporty body. She enjoyed herself, even the beauty was
shouting after the many orgasms that had looking that scene. Our new character
sat down over his boner, stared at him directly to his eyes and felt by the
green and brown world that she saw into them. After some seconds of confusion,
she closed her eyes, opened the legs and controlling a hypnotical rhythm, moved
her butt and slide her pussy following the erection of our astonished traveller.
Put her hands into his marked six pack abdomen and kissed him passionately. Her
tongue was cold and humid contrasting with the dry heat that went through him
from the top of his wielding sword to his first vertebral nerve.
And then, she stood up, jumped and keep
running
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