Russi porn videos on Mike Big Dick:

I roll up to this blonde in a Mini, legs for days, hair down to her ass. She acts like I’m dirt ‘cause I’m in my old RV, but I flash some cash, and her eyes go wide. Her Russian accent makes her sound all high and mighty, but now she’s curious. She climbs in, sneering at my wall of pics from past lays – doesn’t know she’s about to be the next one. I whip out my veiny monster, and she tries to act tough, but when I push it in, she’s squirming, whining, and finally shutting up.

Her tight little body’s barely taking me, but I keep going, slamming that virgin-feeling pussy over and over. I’m oiling it up, hitting it from the back, and she’s crying out like it’s too much. Then, mid-thrust, some creep peeks in the window, drooling like he wants a piece. Hell no, I tell him to get lost; she’s my prize tonight. He scrams, and I get back to it, letting her finish me off with her mouth and hands. By the end, she’s wrecked, speechless.

Forget cruising—we’re going full throttle now. She starts with a blowjob, barely fitting my monster cock in her mouth. I grab her hips and test her tight ass—it’s a goddamn vice grip. Pretty she is hasn't given a birth from that exit yet. My dirty trailer is now a diabolical playground, and I’m just getting started.

I’m pounding her from behind, adding a little “cream” to her already pregnant pussy. Can you get double-pregnant? Hell, with my cock, anything’s possible. Her moans echo, her old man’s too stunned to speak, and I’m marking this redhead for life. By the end, she’ll wish she never met Big Mike—but her body’s never going to forget.

That French pussy feels so damn good, but man, it's gonna need a whole bottle of lube to make this work. I flip her around and dive in from behind—my favorite view. She’s moaning in that fancy French accent, and I’m loving every second of it. By the time I’m done, she’s gonna need to take a few days off to recover. God, she looks perfect drenched in my love juice.

Her tight little body’s barely taking me, but I keep going, slamming that virgin-feeling pussy over and over. I’m oiling it up, hitting it from the back, and she’s crying out like it’s too much. Then, mid-thrust, some creep peeks in the window, drooling like he wants a piece. Hell no, I tell him to get lost; she’s my prize tonight. He scrams, and I get back to it, letting her finish me off with her mouth and hands. By the end, she’s wrecked, speechless.

Cruising through the rich outskirts, my radar is on high alert for fancy pussies. Then I see her: blond hair, fancy bra, big fake tits, dripping with jewelry, and that bored housewife energy. A permanent smirk, acting like she’s too good for the world. Language barrier? Not a problem when you’re loaded from winning naked poker and packing technology that can translate anything. We park somewhere private so I can show her what a real French baguette looks like. She’s about to find out if that pussy is ready for Big Mike’s grande croissant.