We moaned loudly until i came out on one thrust, and i laid down on top of her, the shaft of my cock rubbing against her pussy. We breathed heavily to...ether. John… Oh my god, that was the best fuck ive ever had. Please… Give it to me more She begged Oh mom, the fun isnt done yet. I said as an idea popped into my head. i got up again, and directed my cock towards her pussy. But at the last second, i pushed into her asshole. she nearly screamed. I pulled out and pushed into her tight asshole over. I felt her undo the button on my jeans and then unzip them. Then she pulled them down and she pulled down my boxers. I felt her warm wet mouth slip over my rock hard cock. I moaned with pleasure. She continued to lick and suck on my dick until I felt that familiar feeling that started in my toes and went all the way to my head. I yelled I going to cum. Then I sprayed load after load of warm cum into her mouth. She swallowed it then cleaned off my cock with her tongue. That is when I heard her. I admit to spending the most boring week of my life. There is nothing wrong with this girl. From the way you described her and your misgivings, I expected the worst. Now I'm thinking of exchanging her for my own daughter." Is that so?" Yes, absolutely. I followed the girl for a week. I cased her at school and during whatever she did after school. If she doesn't run an opium den in her father's house, which I rather doubt, she's as clean as a whistle. It's all summarised in my report. She goes. The Motherland. Like during the war. Our fathers and mothers fought for the Motherland, not for the Party or Stalin. The new generation scoffs at the concept, I know, but when we had to fight, we fought for something older than the Party and Stalin.” Oleg looked thoughtfully at the balding man with fleshy cheeks and a poker-still expression, between mournful and thoughtful. “If you wish. Of course, that anti-Party line would get you killed then. We kept our mouths shut and did what we were told.