I guess “Fuck” is universal as Olga gets off the bed and signals for me to get off as well. XXX I do this for an awhile, fingering her pussy from behind. She must want me too…right? I reach below and I grope her ass, squeezing her cheeks. I then stand up and look down at her as I’m taller. I read the sign that hangs high over the doorway: “Boulangerie Olga.”
The logo has bread and fruit next to the name on the sign. Before I can shove myself back inside her snatch, Olga reaches behind to grab my member. I spank Olga’s ass each time I thrust deep into her asshole. Without warning, I start to urinate on her. She licks every inch of cum off my cock and pops it out of her mouth with a proud smile on her face. My tip isn’t pressed against her slit this time. “Bonjour,” I reply back
