White girls you want, white you get, said Max.

The private jet landed in Moscow.

The onion domes of the Kremlin were covered in a light powder of snow.

'Is that white enough for you?' asked Max, who told the taxi driver to drop us off at Nyet Boulevard, a fashionable suburb where the rich and famous Russians liked to live when they weren't jet setting to Europe.

I told the boys in the cafe precinct that all you had to do was sip a coffee, and the mostly Ukrainian whores would come up and invite themselves.

We had an apartment next door.

Jeffrey was in his element.

'Fuck they have big tits.'

They were massive before the operation so you could imagine how big they were.

'Why imagine when you can just feel me up.'

I had to give it to her, she wasn't shy.

'I'm Minsk, 21, a student from Kyiv and I like to fuck for a hobby.'

She was wearing a pinky stretch top that opened up to her amazing cleavage.

Then another big titted student came to sit at our table.

She was just as gorgeous.

'My name is Sasha, from Slovenia, and I love to titty fuck until you cum into my mouth.'

'Talk about forward,' said Jeffrey, who was in nigger heaven.

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