Ivan sat alone in his room waiting, just waiting, for his sweet to update his blog. It was Friday night around 11:00pm just when his favorite little Amateur Playgirl would usual update with a new sexy picture. Last night it was a beautiful picture of the little porn star's ass displayed with frilly pink panties. Now he's inching to see the next picture. Maybe today it'll be with a new toy, or a thong?
This was far too exciting! He could feel his groin starting to twitch to life when he imagined all the possible surprises.
Suddenly a small notice popped up on his laptop screen.
"StarSpangledSexy has updated."
He perked up with excitement and pulled open the tab then refreshed the page.
What popped up made all the blood go to his face and his cock.
His tan beauty had his wore a pair of thin white panties with his legs spread deliciously. The poor panties could barely contain his lovely, well sized and hard cock, or the large sized dildo that was in his oh-so tight looking ass. Precum dripped from the tip of the head leaving a wet spot on the silky looking clothe.
Ivan let out a wanting moan. He pulled off his shirt then kicked off his boxers. He let out a gasp as when he felt the cold air hit his cock. He wrapped his hand around the sensitive shaft and began to pump it furiously. Throwing his head back and letting out loud and needy moans as he stroked faster.
His tongue flopped out of his mouth as he glanced once more at the picture to keep the fantasy alive.
"What a Horny boy." The voiced echoed in the room along with pants and moans.
Ivan's beauty bounced on his lap, riding his cock like an absolute pro. He ground his hips down on Ivan's. The Russian gasped and bucked his hips upward into the tight ass. His hands squeezed tightly on the tan cheeks. The faded face smirked and rolled his hips around in a sexy manner.
"Fuck!" He cried out as he filled the stretched hole with his semen.
Back in reality the white fluids oozed down his hand. Ivan let out wheezing pants and reached for his inhaler. He took three deep breaths of it and placed on the bed.
"I better clean up…" He stood from the bed and pulled back on his black boxers.
He walked into his bathroom and washed his hands till they smelled of lavender soap instead of semen. He looked up at the mirror and frowned when he noticed the bungee of the boxers squeeze on his love handles.
He would never impress his Beauty.