“That much I could handle. Saying ‘Thank you very much’. It gets tricky once it gets past the basic conversation and polite phrases, because I d...n’t use it all that much. I used to speak better.”“And what was that with your name?”“Michael Peter is my legal name, but in Russian, it’s ‘Mikhail Petrovich’, which is Michael, son of Peter. My sister Liz is ‘Elizaveta Petrovna’, which is Elizabeth, daughter of Peter.”“That’s cool. So your kids would get your first name as their middle name?”“It’s not. “Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind. Are you going to join me for breakfast?”“No thanks. I’ve just had some and I’ve got a consignment of construction material to sort out. They’ve sent us too little timber and steel again and the wrong damn rivets.”“Are you surprised? Materials are hard to come by these days.”“ I know, but don’t forget, we are constantly told to build, to expand and to improve efficiency at all levels. But how the hell are we supposed to do it without materials?”Josef nodded. He. After about 20 minutes of pounding Steven's rhythm picked up briefly and he asked me if I was ready to be bred. I nodded as I bit my lower lip, and with a couple more deep, powerful thrusts, he let out a deep groan. I reached one hand down and grasped the base of his cock shaft as he began to cum. I felt his balls tense up against his shaft and then like magic it started pulsating on its own, as Steven held his hips relatively still. Steven let out a series of about 20 low pitched grunts in. She stuck out her tongue and licked the end. The strange taste was there. She licked all around the pointed cock end as she stroked it firmly. She moved up so that she could get better access. She licked the length of the long red shaft. When she got to the knot, she opened her mouth and sucked at the knot, partially drawing it into her mouth. The feel of the knot on her lips drove her crazy; it was like no cock she had ever felt. She had fucked and sucked one guy who had a big round knob for.