So what brings a country girl to faraway Moscow?’ ‘A farmer’s daughter escaping,’ she said.’ My dad’s getting old, I’m the only child, a...nd he wants me to take over our family sheep station next year. I said I’ll do it, but let me have twelve months seeing the world before I climb on your horse. So here I am in Moscow, with only Iran left to go, and near the end of my budget. ‘And you just made it stretch a few days further, ‘she added, smiling wryly. ‘In that case you must owe me coffee,’ I. I felt the need to protect her from the savage world, if only for the time we shared upon the train. I also felt a heated passion that had never ever been felt in such intensity before. I wanted this stranger, I needed her with a longing that was physical in its strength.Again her hands moved to my crotch to fumble with the buttons upon my woolen trousers, I pushed them away. "Strip!" It wasn't a request, but a command that originated from some unknown place within me. A place that needed pain,. And then he asked, out of the blue, “Would you let me fuck you?”. In Spanish, is more subdue, it is like, “Would you let me do you”? it is not at harsh.I didn’t respond although the idea attracted me, then he said, “Come”, he got up and I got up from where we were sitting, we walked down the stairs all the way to the basement of the building without saying a word. The basement was an empty room with windows near the ceiling that brought light into the room, there was a bathroom and it was. "Oh god..." he had time to say, and then she pursed her lips, and began to take the whole thing into her mouth. He felt her lips conform to his cock's head, touching every inch of it, and then stop as her lips fit into the place between his head and foreskin, touching that magic piece of skin on the underside. Then, he felt her tongue circling his head, wetting is, licking off the pre-cum from the tip. The feeling of her licking his hole was indescribable. Then she moved her mouth down.