There was no doubt, the Iron Curtain had well and truly fallen. I thought back to what I used to have to do to get a photo session with a Russian model - bribes to the customs agents, smuggling cameras and film. Endless trouble. And I’m still trying to block out the memory of what some of those girls used to look like.
Now? I fly first class into Moscow Airport and by the time my limo reaches the five-star hotel, all my equipment is unpacked in my room.
And the girls? Just take a look at this picture from my last test shoot. Gorgeous face, perfect body, legs that go on forever...and attitude like you wouldn’t believe. I took this picture just after I had finished fucking her in the big leather chair. My cum is still dripping out of her tight little snatch, and she starts pouting and says she won’t start the modeling session until she sucks my cock.
Of course I had to let her - she moaned with pleasure as she sucked me, and swallowed every drop when I shot my load down her throat. But back in the day, no model would ever have given me an ultimatum like that. It's a new Russia, that's for sure.
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