Mr. Voluptuous Magazine Stud has left the Hollywood scene and fled to Prague–which some say is Europe’s almost any swinging town. And that’s where our hero meets Marille, a juicy and full-bosomed young lady with real buckin’ hangers and a nice-looking face. Marille’s soft-spoken and polite, but if this lady-killer craves to shag her, Mr. V. is plan to receive to loosen the death-grip on his wallet. Marille’s English is fine. That babe wears a low-cut top to advertise her goods. They make larger than standard knockers over her strappy suit. Who could resist?
It is similar to hiring a fitness instructor except the jock acquires stretched instead of the calf muscles. Mr. V. is very polite. This fellow prefaces each request with “May I?” Life is so much easier and pleasuring since that woman chaser stopped playing the field and started seeing professionals.
Marille worships his meat-thermometer with her succulent mouth for a worthy amount of time. She’s in no hurry to move on. From the moment Mr. V. penetrates her constricted Czech twat with his screw chisel, her gracious love tunnel is sopping soaked. Marille is a companion who enjoys being banged subrigid by sex-crazed guys. Mr. V. can tell that and drills her pecker hole as hard as he can.
Marille rides his meat-thermometer with grinding intensity, soaking his ramrod with her trickling love tunnel juices. Part of their deal is her agreement to let him squirt his shlong fluid on her fresh, quivering milk sacks. His aim is off and her open face hole catches some of the sex cream which she swallows adore a admirable goddess. Mr. V. has learned firsthand why Marille is so popular. That ladies man suspected as much in advance of his pants came off. Marille’s phone number will be at the top of his call-back list.