1. Hot Russian Blonde


    Date: 2/13/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 63.2, Source: sexstories.com

    while her ass wiggles wantonly with each step. Olga hesitates in the open doorway of the library. A part of her brain urges retreat. A tryst with an American stranger will complicate her status in Russia. Yet, she craves me. The horny wet heat of her cunt discloses her physical need to be fucked by wealthy alpha male. Her extreme horniness clouds all rational thought. Animal lust won out. Olga enters the room and closes the door. Her legs trembling with fear and excitement as she leans against the door to regain her composure. The latch audibly snaps as she locks it. I'm waiting by the window. My arms crossed impatiently across my chest. Moonlight reflecting off the snow outside, flooding the room with enough ambient light to make artificial illumination unnecessary. I look at her with primal rage. The lust in my eyes reveals how much I want to fuck her. My voice is thick with arousal as I snarl, " Strip Olga." Silently, she unzips her skirt letting it drop to her feet. Pulling her red sweater over her head, she drops it on the floor. Unhooking her bra letting it fall. Olga watches as my gaze prowls over her bare breasts then tracking down her body to lurk between her stocking-clad thighs to her black panties clinging to her wet cunt. " You are such a hot sexy bitch," I growl. My eyes locking with hers in a dominate stare as I sniff the air. Picking up her sexual scent, I grin at her knowingly. Slowly, she walks towards me like she is stalking prey. She feels very feminine ...
    and sexy as her perky breasts jiggle with each step. Hissing with delight, she tweaks her rigid pink buds between her forefingers and thumbs. Olga has never felt such raw sexual power, so primal and so animalistic. I pounce like a hungry cat in waiting, pulling her into an embrace and kissing her hungrily. Reaching for one of her breasts, I cup it caressing her smooth sensitive skin. I gently but firmly squeeze it. Waves of undeniable lust races up her spine as I roll her hard, sensitive nipple with my thumb. I smile as she moans, appreciating her response. I lash her nipple with the tip of my tongue before capturing it between my lips. Olga hisses arching her back as I ravish her nipple, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Running her hands through my hair, she encourages me to suckle. She purrs, " That's it, that's it." The hard painful swelling of my cock is pressing against her. Olga is enthralled by it. Rumors, fueled by women that have dated me, abound in social society and in an email from Okisana about the massiveness of my manhood. Olga had dismissed the tales as myth, but still she can't get the imagined image of my cock out of her head. Olga reaches down and squeezes my massive bulge. Fascinated by its hardness, she pushes me away from her breasts. Startled, I growl my objection. A wicked smile comes to my as Olga drops to her knees in front of me rubbing the thick tube resting in my trousers. I lean back against the conference table watching her with knowing ...
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