On our journey down the Volga I had been struck by how little things had changed since my last trip over 400 years before: the soil was rich, the sky ...was emptiness incarnate, and the people working the land were still sunk in poverty. They were serfs, a fancy word for slaves without even the illusion of freedom. I recalled a time, I think it was toward the end of the Roman Empire, many years ago in any case, when I had seen farm slaves suddenly given their freedom. Within a year they had fallen. Never had my cock felt so hard. . I untie her Patti cot string and pulled it over… I told her be ready that I am going to fuck her. She opened her leg wide little up and exposed her cunt. I took my cock on her pussy hole and rub it against her clit. This was erected by now. . Her cunt lips were thick and pink. It was a beauty to watch. Rubbing her clit with my cock made love juices started to flow from her cunt in abundance wetting her thighs. I knew that this fuck was going to be the best that. My hands found the back of her head and my fingers tangled in her hair as I forced her to take me faster with her mouth. She never batted an eye, her mouth working to handle all of me.After a few more minutes of that, I pulled her up on to my lap, feeding all of my nine inches into her tight wet hole. I started raising my hips as she ground back and forth on my cock, sending ripples of pleasure through us both. She was wet and slick and my hard cock slid in and out of her smoothly as she rode. They laid for a hour in that manner and then got going.That evening they met again and they had a strange blush on their face. They smiled at each other and stealth the eye contact. That night they’ve decided to go drink somewhere else so they chose along side the bay. They carried few bottles of beer with them and reached the spot.They sat next to each other and questioned the play happened last night and they discussed how they’ll proceed their lives. Jamil said,”Let’s keep it in closet.