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Olga from NY writes in the MILF Diary:
Dear Diary, I left my country and came to the USA to find a better life. But also to escape the of us young women that is pretty normal in the business world over there, where women know they have to open their legs or at least such a dick or two - or many - if they...
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Pleases your lust for : MILF, Upskirt, Black Stockings, Garter, Stripping, Unwanted Finger Fucking, Orgasms, Unwanted Fucking, Creampie, Office Humiliation, Sex, ENF
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Olga from NY writes in the MILF Diary:
Dear Diary, I left my country and came to the USA to find a better life. But also to escape the of us young women that is pretty normal in the business world over there, where women know they have to open their legs or at least such a dick or two - or many - if they want to get a well paying job or a promotion. It's what I had to do, and when I reported it I just got more of it, as a punishment. I found myself an American husband and came here. He is not rich, so I have to work. I'm smart, I'm a paralegal in a law firm. Today I was called into the main partner's office. Four of his partners were there, too. As was Oleg, a Russian born criminal defense attorney. I couldn't believe it when they told me I am the main suspect for having stolen a diamond ring from one of the partner's private office. I vehemently deny it. How could they even think that? One of the partners searches my office while Oleg makes me remove my jacket. Nothing. Of course nothing. And then Oleg orders me to remove my blouse, as I may hide the ring on my body! I resist, but he says they will call in the cops if I don't comply. I don't want the cops. I was not completely honest on my visa application. I unbutton my white blouse and give it to him, covering my sexy bra with my arms and hands. Oleg me to uncover my chest. Damn Russian. I should have known. It's happening to me again. And now he makes me to take off my bra. I don't want to, not in front of 5 men, damn it. Again he threatens me with the police. Angry and embarrassed, sobbing, I take off my bra. He tells me to put my hands on the top of my head. My breasts are exposed to the hungry eyes of these men. How embarrassing! He doesn't stop there. He now wants my skirt. And then he asks if I'm hiding the ring in my pussy! Of course not! But orders me to take off my panties. Being used to this from Russia, I just do it. I'm just in my sexy black stockings now. The guys are staring at my naked body. I'm not even surprised when Oleg tells me to come close and then sticks his fingers in my pussy. Just like it happened to me several times in Russia. Even when I worked for the army there! Is that me moaning? WTF! Why do I moan on this bastard's fingers. The guys smile. I can't stop the moaning, and soon I have an orgasm. And then another one! Now he turns me around, pushes me face down on the sofa and asks if I want to get fucked as I'm already naked and dripping wet! Of course not. I'm married. But he doesn't care as I know he wouldn't. He has a huge cock and brutally rams it in my pussy. I protest, but again I start moaning. Fuck! I feel an orgasms building up. His cock touches my vagina where I've never felt a cock before, he is so fucking huge! I can't stop it. I cum. Loud. And again! The guys chuckle. And then I feel his dick twisting. OMG! He is cumming, and I'm not on the pill. I try to push him out, but he is too big, and I feel the warm cum shooting up my love canal! It's so much it's oozing out of my pussy, down my legs. I'm sobbing now. How humiliating all this is. And I thought I had left these humiliations behind when I left my country. And here I am, in the USA, in New York, naked except for black stockings, with a Russian man's cum running out of my pussy, down my legs. I grab my clothes and run out. I hear their dirty laughter...
