1. Russian KGB


    Date: 10/7/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 61.5, Source: sexstories.com

    You heard me, strip," I replied. " Please don't, I beg you," she pleads. " If you don't, I will rip them off you," I replied. She looks at me, hoping for some assurance of mercy but only sees the hardness in my eyes. " Now," I said. Irina turns around to face the wall and slowly unbutton the night dress. She hesitates but realizes that it would be worse for her to disobey. She slips the dress off her shoulder and it fell to the floor. I stare in controlled anticipation. I watch the bare back of her body, she wore no bra except for her panties. " The panties," I said. She slips it down. I look at the curve of her buttocks. " Turn around," I told her, being firm and commanding. I gasp at the sight before me. Her right hand covers her chest and the other on the apex of her thighs. " Your hands, put them behind you," I mutter. Her breasts are full, slopping gently, light brown areola, topped by jutting puffy nipples. My eyes glued to her flared hips tapering to the center, covered by a triangle of soft downy fur, the color of her black hair. I'm breathing heavily. I want a woman 24/7. I quickly unbutton my shirt and drop my trousers. Irina shuts her eyes tightly. " Come here," I said. Irina hesitantly walks slowly through the mess that had been made in the room towards me. She is lost in a trance, just following my instructions. Irina stood within arm's length, a naked man and a naked woman, facing each other, both with their own thoughts. My thoughts is one of unmasked lust, ...
    and wanting, while she; in a state of mortified shame and embarrassment. She looks with revulsion at me, at my chest matted with curly grey hairs. She sees the monster, long thick hard penis jutting upwards, the purplish circumcised smooth head, glistening with precum and large hairy balls hanging loosely. She feels like throwing up. She feels the panic at the pit of her stomach. My hands clasps her face as my lips are on hers. My kiss is deep and demanding; my tongue invading her mouth. I hold her tight as her soft breasts and nipples are crushed against my hairy chest. Irina can hardly breathe gulping in deep breaths when my mouth releases hers. My head moves down kissing her breasts. Her sensitive nipples harden when my mouth capture them. For all my strength and power, I suckle her nipples softly like a baby. Irina cries out as the tingling sensation shoots through her as I worship the satin softness of her twin pears. I took her hand leading her to the bed. I made her lie down in the middle. Sobbing silently, Irina places her forearm across her face, shielding her eyes from looking at me. Her body twitchs when she feels the palm of my hand on her belly. I kneel beside her. My hand is gently caressing her abdomen. I feel her trembling when I kiss her belly, knowing that she is scared. My lips move up until once again I suck her nipples. Irina's breasts are a magnet to me. I pay homage to them lovingly, tenderly kneading the flesh and those elongated, hard nipples. My right ...
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