“I’m Tasha, you were expecting me?” Her Russian accent
was thick and husky.
“Come to me.” He held out his hand. “Ease my hunger.”
She eagerly gripped his hand and sank down next to him,
tilting her head to the side to expose her throat while her handwandered down his chest to his cock.
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