Now this one here,has got a tight huggable curvy ass!! Awesome ass in awesome dimensions !! Now that's a tight curvy ass indeed!! She's a nice sexy flirt!!
And for a change I'm listening 🎶 to the background music 🎶 . Good selection of the song. She definitely has tight buns!!
From deep into the Messenger archives we have this rare find. We all stumble upon accounts like hers on Facebook. She's fn hot. Whenever I find pictures of hot women on Facebook I gets to downloading and you should do the same if you stumble upon hotties like her. Now that's a Primetime Ass.
Ass out to there!! Now that's a nice curvy well sculpted ass. Ass perfection!!
IMAGINE: ON THE TRIP TO RUSSIA, INSTEAD OF MAXXIE HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH TONY, HE ENDED UP HAVING SEX WITH ANWAR
part 1
POV: maxxie
I can’t wait for the trip to Russia, but it’s been tough listening to Anwar go on and on about how many Russian girls he’s planning to hook up with.
We just threw our bags in the rack, and now I’m gonna try to give Sid some moral support while he’s squirming from the drugs stuck up his ass. LMAO, I love these guys!
I wake up leaning against his shoulder, I apologize for that, but his hard cock can't hide it!
–It has nothing to do with you. It's the vibrations!
–Hm, yeah. (he wants to fuck me)
–Fuck off, homo.
–Are you going to be excited the entire trip? (I can ease it for you)
–Just wait until we get there. Oh man, those Russian peasant women will do anything for Levi's and a Big Mac!
–So.. happy to feel the Russian air? (I said to the brunette who is distracted.)
–... oh, sorry, I was paying attention to that security guard’s tits. (This guy is a figure.)
The idiot went through the metal detector and beeped, now he's trapped in the security room. The professor'll need more than 50 dollars (they think Anwar's illegal, how ridiculous).
We finally arrived at... the prison? What shit place is this? It stinks of rat piss in here.
–At least the mouse is Russian. (How funny, Professor)
–Separate into pairs, each pair will stay in a room... oh, man with man and woman with woman, I don't want to see problems with sex on the first day. (This teacher is a killjoy.)
–Shall we go, Maxxie? (What a stupid question, Anwar, of course I will.)
–Let's go. (I'm not rude.)
This room is as gross as Cris’s ass, but I think we’ve managed to make it work. Anwar brought this hilarious suitcase, with his clothes sorted into bags by mood, climate, and vibe.
-What the hell is that? Upset?
–What to expect from a Muslim mother. Was it you who made this drawing? How beautiful.
-Did you like it? Do you want to stay?
I want This moment of the two of us together, next to each other analyzing our drawing, is what I want until the end of this trip.
–Come on Anwar, dinner time!
–I'll be there soon. (Okay, right?)
In the middle of dinner this stupid Muslim come running to tell everyone that he saw a russian girl (we are in Russia). We run to try to get there in time to see this real Russian girl, but apparently it's Anwar's delirium (he's still recovering from the hours on the plane).
-What you are doing? (I can't even look at your suitcase anymore?)
–Looking for your "Sex Saturday Night Thong", we're going out on the pull.
–just don't bring anyone back.
–Huh?
–Well, we're sharing a room, Max. I don't wanna have to pretend to be asleep while you do whatever you do with some big Cossack guy (he's so jealous)
–Maybe you can tempt your big-boobed peasant girl, have a bit of party, you know?
–Seriously, I don't wanna have to be stuck around watching you do a guy. (just close your eyes?)
–Can I bring a girl back? (This Muslim is starting to say some shit). I could, clouldn't I? You're shit, Anwar!
–Have you ever tried being with a girl? (What?)
–What the fuck is wrong with you? Have you tried being with a man?
–No! Don't be sick. (excuse me? What a fuck?)
–You calling me sick?
–No! I don't know what I think, yeah. I'm just a muslim. Gay's... just wrong. (no way...)
–Then you don't want anything to do with me?
After this, I'm going to change rooms with Sid, this shitty Muslim deserves to go to fucking hell!
Tony is acting strange towards me, touching me in a sexual way. He steals a kiss from me, I'm so surprised that I push him away. The idiot thinks I'm a passerby, I'm fucked up in this damn country!
First morning in Russia, cold and freezing, the woman calls us to take a shower. The girls went first, I decided to go along so I wouldn't have to face a bunch of limp dicks. After my shower, I bump into Anwar on the stairs, who tries to pretend as if nothing had happened.
–Alright, Max? Man, Sid's farting last night was rough. (he doesn't touch himself)
–Just take it back. (It's hard to talk to him with just a towel tied around his waist). Take back what you said. (he had the courage not to respond at all). See ya.
Now we're going to a glue factory (I think) and we're going to learn how to make Russian glue. What a horrible thing! The poor horse is its own glue! I don't recommend anyone watching this scene!
I think I would have preferred to have stayed in the room with Anwar, Tony keeps insisting on sucking me! It's better I talk with Anwar, oh shit!
–The packet says these tablets will totally fush you out within 24 hours. Believe me, Sid, we need those drugs. (he thinks it's Sid)
–Look! There's no drugs, Muslim boy!
–Cheers, Max.
–You fucking prick! I can't believe you are putting Muslim bullshit on me!
–What? (he pretends to be a fool)
–What I do is against God? You're the fucking worst Muslim!
–I pray five times a day. (hypocritical)
–For what? Pork chops? Oh fuck let's get a drink. Allah wants you doing Class As from Sid's arse!
–Just shut up, yeah? You're talking about my religion!
–How come I was ever friends with such a fucking hypocrite? Happy fucking Ramadan.
–It's not Ramadan! (I don't give a fuck)
Does this asshole not realize that I love him? How can he be so stupid? I talked to the crazy old woman about Neil Diamond, she showed me that I should forgive him.
What is that noise? Dear God, who is this woman? Who is this old pervert? Pointing the gun at Anwar, I will intervene with my gay techniques. I almost die, how did he have another gun in his pants?
–Hey. You okay?
–Man... you tried to save me. (I do all for love)
–Yeah. Well, I am fucking drunk.
–You were right, Max. I am a hypocrite. (That dog face asking for food drives me crazy!)
–Go on.
–No. I can't. It's not right.
–It's religion, anwar. It's just stuff. You don't have to believe in it.
–Then where does that leave me, Max? I'm a Muslim boy, I don't get to choose.
–But where does that leave us? fucking hell.
–I lost my virginity tonight. (should be with me)
–Yeah? I sketched an old fat lady. (this bottle in my hand isn't giving me much credibility). Last drop? Okay. I'll see you, mate..
–Wait! I want to ask you something.
–just.. say.
–Today was my first day with a girl, I wanted to kill two birds with one stone, so... could you be my first boy? just to test, taking everything in stride. (oh my lord)
–Yeah, of corse. Do you have any spare condoms?
–many, and I'm not afraid to clear them (come on, eat me, now!)
We fucked all night, I think I could hear it from the two neighboring rooms. This Muslim boy's dick is so juicy that I let him cum inside. he says I'm better than any girl, even Russian peasant girls. Should I believe it?
part 2:
IMAGINE: ON THE TRIP TO RUSSIA, INSTEAD OF MAXXIE HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH TONY, HE ENDED UP HAVING SEX WITH ANWAR
part 2
pov:Anwar
My mothe
