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Eastern Step

... canned corn, and some sort of coleslaw that didn’t taste like coleslaw. However, the coke was good, made with real sugar, much better than the corn syrup stuff in the States. I just wish they would refrigerate it. Warm coke – blah! After lunch we were bustled out of the café, apparently loitering after lunch is not allowed. Olga dropped off the dishes at the counter (I was right – it was for cleanup!) and we left. We sat on a bench across the sidewalk from the café (a good portion of the town was sidewalks, not roads since no-one could afford a car anyway) and talked for a while. Olga worked in the main office of the one place keeping the town alive, the bolt factory on the east end of town. Unfortunately she couldn’t get off of work (today was Sunday) without loosing her job to one of the unemployed around town. With 60-70% unemployment, that was a constant worry. So she had to work all week. Irena was off of school for the two month summer break. Fortunately she was twelve now and didn’t need daycare. I had planned on staying for a few weeks, but knew that I would go stir-crazy here, so mentioned that maybe next weekend we could go into Kiev for Saturday and Sunday. Irena immediately started pleading with her mom, “Pajalesta, Mojhna?” (Please, can we?) And Olga quickly gave in; I could tell she wanted to go too but had to keep up appearances. The rest of the day we planned the next weekend. Olga went to her neighbors place and used their telephone to call and make ...

... reservations at the Radisson Kievsky, the fanciest place in town (only $120 a night – piddly). Around 8 o’clock I was dogging it, drowsing in my chair, and Olga suggested that I get some sl**p. She also told me that she would be gone in the morning, she had to work from 7 to 6. “You and Irena will find something to do, yes?” Again I awoke at about 4 with Irena on my left and Olga on my right. Thinking about last night made me instantly as hard as a rock. Turning toward Irena I immediately had her spooned again, my cock rubbing against her pussy lips. She sighed and snuggled back against me, pressing my cock tighter against her pussy, the lips spreading around the top side of my cock. I could tell she was excited by the ton of pussy juice that she lathered on my cock. I was close, I was so close that I had to take a chance. I pulled back a little so my cock was pointing at a greater angle. Irena felt it pull back, whimpered, then pushed back trying to keep contact. Since I had changed the angle, as she pushed back the cock-head pushed against her pussy then popped in! Irena let out a “Mmmmm” of pleasure then her pussy started squeezing my cock head. I didn’t dare move, knowing that pushing any further at this point would wake her up as I broke her cherry. Needless to say, I didn’t last long buried in this tight pulsating pussy. With a grunt I came, and came, and came. It was the biggest cum of my life. I must have shot an awful lot of spunk into her hole, because after a few minutes I ...