‘What is going on Dimitri?’ she whispered again. Dimitri smiled and said: ‘Because Vassili is colonel Vassili Orlov. Regular fucking James Bond...’ ‘Njet’ she heard Vassili growl. ‘What? What are they now saying about me?’ ‘He says you come too. He likes fucking you. He does not want you to be abandoned here.’ ‘Come where? What? I do not understand.’ ‘Russia. Military plane maybe.’ Theresa felt suddenly very cold. What was this? She seemed to be in deep shit. Vassili was still barking orders. I was at home alone, my parents were on vacation, and my older brother, who was supposed to be watching me, was staying at his girl friends house, I was busy playing with my pussy when the door bell rang. I pulled up my thong bikini, that's all I ever wear, I love my body, and I love showing it off, and I answered the door, it was Jim looking for dad, he was in the neighborhood, and decided to drop by. I told him dad was on vacation.Jim was and still is a damn fine looking guy, whenever my dad. Then he got on his knees and moved his cock to my pussy lips and slid his cock in and I moaned. I always loved the way his cock felt inside me. He was the biggest, and by the far best, lover I ever had. Maybe it was because he was so big, or that he knew what he was doing, but to this day I still miss that cock. He started thrusting hard and fast and it wasn't long till I felt my orgasm coming on, so I started moving my hips back to meet his thrusts. My orgasm shot through me and my arms gave. ..mmmmm...I'm sorry....Ohhh!" Don't apologize Betty. God you two look so fucking hot! You've got me so horny! I think I should join you."Wilma then stepped up onto the sofa straddling Betty, instinctively knowing that Betty was now far too horny to refuse her, splaying her thighs wide apart, Wilma lowered her now wet, red-haired pussy to her sex-starved friend's face. Betty laid her head back looking up between Wilma's legs, confronting the curly-haired buttery fuck slit of another woman. Then.