They still lived in the city of Novgorod together with their friend, Jana Ivanova. Jana had moved in with the couple some 12 years ago after her Milit...ry pension had been wiped out by currency inflation.John, now known by his Russian name, Ioann, had fared a little better as a retired General of Aviation. Their co-habitation had as much to do with economic circumstances as their long 'menage et trois' relationship.In fact, they'd called themselves 'the Troika, ' as long as Briyan could. She bit her finger, as and her legs had fallen aside, giving me the perfect view of her laced black panties. I didn’t take out my throbbing member, which was straining to break through the tightness of my calvins. I asked her take off her top and bra, and sat watching as she immediately obeyed my request. The long nipples I’d previously glimpsed were more than I’d imagined, the length, and the location in which they were situated on her perk breasts made them seamlessly follow the curve of her. I pulled them off along with her sandals getting tangled up in them. With my pants completely off my prick dug in deep in her pussy and I was hammering her good and her screaming and moaning was music to my ears. Her soft slender legs wound tight around my waist keeping me pinned down. In my ear she told me to eat her pussy like immediately. She wanted me in a big way and I couldn't refuse her. She was a hungry tigress. ” You smiled at me and then your face turned serious. “Are you going to get tired of me?” My first thought was to laugh at your question, but then I thought about it for a few seconds and tears filled my eyes. “Now it is my turn to say, ‘are you listening to me?’ I will never tire of you. You are the girl of my dreams. You are the most perfect woman in the world for me. Every time I see you I am amazed that you are with me and want me. I am the luckiest man in the world and I know it. All I.