We passed by a “Klubby” – street side casinos found all over Moscow – lined with slot machines and refrigerators stocked with beer. Stepped in...for a quick round at the machines and downed a beer each, and then stepped back into the street and kept walking till we reached Tverskaya street – Moscow’s answer to Champs-Élysées – the high street of luxury and fashion, lined with branded stores, cafes, pubs and eclectic restaurants – and kept walking till the Red Square. It was 2 a.m. but the place. You set the object of the bedstand, fussing around with placement, as I lay shivering slightly under the air con. Your footsteps move towards me as I feel something running down my body, from shoulder to crotch. I try to place the feel, it's not your hand or a scarf, it's heavier and thicker, and as I'm trying to figure it out it slaps down on my thighs, and I'm sure it's a riding crop. You lightly cover my things and pussy with slaps, that vary from short and light to hard and sharp. I'm. “What do YOU know about THAT?”“Wouldn’t YOU like to know?!”“Actually, now that I think about it, no I wouldn’t!”“You know,” Liz said with a sly smile, “I could ask how YOU know about it!”“Word gets around,” I chuckled. “Even to nerdy brothers who couldn’t get laid in High School.”“Will you answer a question for me?”“Maybe.”“How many? No names, just the number?”“Liz...”“I’m not going to tell anyone, Mikey. I was just curious.”“Why?”Liz shrugged slightly, “I don’t know. It was just something I. She screamed loudly, no doubt her pussy was tight as she said she has not had sex since 1 month. I started stroking her harder and with every stoke she screamed louder and louder enjoying her fulfilled dream of having sex with me. After about 10 min of stoking I was ready to cum and asked her whether I could cum inside her to which she said do not worry darling and I sprayed my loads of hot cum inside her equally hot pussy and she exclaimed a huge sigh of relief feeling my hot cum going down.