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The Neighborhood MILF: LudmilaEvery year, one of our favorite local pubs has a customer appreciation party around Christmas time. Drink specials, plenty of food, and a free juke box that led to a wide variety of music being played. This party started in the afternoon on Friday and lasted all night. My friend Laurie and I were one of the first ones there, and my husband DJ was planning on joining us after work. The crowd was a lot younger than normal, as our normal hangout was being taken over by a new generation. I didn't seem to mind, as there were plenty of good looking guys and girls everywhere. Laurie has never been one to shy away from flirting, and immediately pointed out a young dark-haired guy that was playing pool. She commented in a lame Russian accent , *quot;I vould luv to suck heez cock!*quot;We chuckled back and forth, making similar corny comments about half the people that were in there. We've used these stupid Russian voices since high school, and as terrible as we were at impressions, we always seemed to get a good laugh out of it. I got a call from DJ, and answered in my playful Russian voice. *quot;Hello Dahlink! Dis is Natasha! Vill you be here soon?*quot; Laurie was laughing, and I was having trouble hearing with the jukebox blaring, but did manage to understand that DJ wouldn't be joining us. He said he wasn't feeling well, and told us to have a good time.*quot;Oh Ve Vill, Dahlink!*quot; I answered, staying with my lame Russian accent, drawing more laughter from my tipsy friend.I guess we were a little too loud as we finally caught the young pool player's attention. He came over to our table and asked if we were from Eastern Europe. I just giggled back at him, but Laurie took the charade a little further.*quot;Russia!*quot; she corrected him, as I could barely hold back my laughter. *quot;Dis is my friend Natasha, and I am Ludmila.*quot;*quot;Nice to meet you ladies. I'm Bruce.*quot; He politely played along, and bought us a couple more vodka lemonades. *quot;I've seen you two before, but had no idea you weren't American. What brings you to Iowa?*quot;I was ready to fess up and tell him we were both life long residents of Dubuque, but Laurie kept going with her fake accent.*quot;Ve are sex thedapists here doing dtesearch for Government. Here to learn sexual hobits fdum young men.*quot; Bruce continued to play along with the corny sexual flirting, and smiled at me as he asked how are research was coming along. The handsome young man seemed to enjoy bantering back and forth with Laurie, but kept looking at me, as if I were going to corroborate her story.I finally joined in with the playful act, *quot;Ludmila loves beeg young Amedican boys.*quot; I couldn't keep a straight face, and Bruce laughed at my response as he glanced back at my smirking friend. *quot;Oh Really? Don't they have any big boys back in Russia?This playful tone Akbatı Escort went on for quite awhile, and Laurie wasn't about to let this young stud get away. She was getting very cozy with him, rubbing his arm or leg or whetever she could get her free hand on. He clearly seemed interested, and gave me a number of looks too, that made me feel as if he liked me too.The more we chatted and played around, the more the accents wore off, but we still continued as Ludmila and Natasha. The place was starting to get packed, and Bruce asked if we wanted to go someplace with a little more elbow room. Laurie gave him one more sexual stare along with her thick Russian accent. *quot;We vould luv to take you home.*quot;I'll admit it was the corniest pickup line I ever heard of, and I thought for a second that surely she scared him away, but Bruce was more than willing to go along. He even took our charade to another level. He pointed over to Darrell, the huge, rough looking bouncer.*quot;You see that big guy over there by the door?*quot; We both looked over where the big, ugly guy seemed to be staring back at us. *quot;That's not a bouncer at all. That guy is Secret Service here to spy on you two. We should probably leave out the back way, before he comes over here.*quot;Just then the giant musclebound guy in the 'SECURITY' t-shirt stood up and started walking toward us. Laurie let out a little shriek and the three of us bolted for the back door. It seemed like too much of a coincidence, but Bruce was more believable than either of us, and I wasn't about to hang around and find out from the big ugly security guy. Bruce led us to his car where we shuffled into his front seat while looking back over our shoulders. He peeled out as we flew out of the parking lot and took off, looking in the rearview mirror to see if anyone was following us.Laurie, seated in the middle, started to give him directions to her house, when our young friend interrupted her. *quot;I know exactly where you live. We've been doing surveillance on you for several months.Now things were getting almost scary. How could he possibly know where Laurie lives, and besides, we were just making things up about being Russian. This time it was Bruce who blurted out the fake Russian accent, *quot;I am Igor Yurovic, agent for FISU!*quot; *quot;FISU?*quot; I questioned, now genuinely scared. *quot;Foreign Intelligence Service of Ukraine*quot; he shot back, without skipping a beat. This masquerade had been going on long enough, and it was really beginning to bother me. To make matters worse, he pulled up into Laurie's driveway, as if he'd been there hundreds of times. I even glanced back at the van parked across the street, wondering if it was indeed, more surveillance.Bruce, or Igor, caught me looking, and told me not to worry, that was their guys. even Akbatı Escort Bayan though it didn't look like anybody was in the van. He told us to hustle into the house before the Secret Service showed up, and I hustled to get out of the car. I had to wait for Laurie to unlock the front door, as I was in a major hurry to get inside. She finally opened it, and we piled inside quickly shutting it and locking it behind us.I was glancing out her kitchen window when I heard a somewhat familiar American deep voice coming from the other room behind me. It had to be Secret Service!*quot;Well what do we have here? If it isn't our Russian spies!*quot;I was scared shitless when I turned to see DJ emerge from the hallway. I was too scared to make sense of anything and quickly realized I was being played when Laurie and Bruce busted out laughing, and embraced in a big hug at their little spy game. DJ came up and gave me a hug, laughing a little, puzzled by how I could be duped like this. Apparently Bruce was Laurie's latest little boy toy, and this was her way of getting together for a little hanky panky with me and DJ. I quickly laughed it off, and went to the bathroom, surprised that I didn't already pee my pants. While in there, I decided to pay them back by walking out naked. I stopped short of that, returning to their living room wearing my skimpy red undewrear. I returned and nonchalantly removed my bra and tossed it over to my husband. This didn't seem to shock anyone, as Laurie started stripping too, and matched me, getting naked for our men. Laurie had a sly look as she paraded in front of my husband before wandering over past her young boyfriend and back to the couch. She took a seat on the arm of the couch, eager to show off her hairy pussy and thick meaty lips.It's no secret that DJ has had a thing for my best friend, and she had no problem teasing him in front of me. The guys were enjoying the show, and didn't appear to be in any hurry to get naked along with us. I decided to initiate a little more of the sexy play on my own. I wandered over to Bruce and got on my knees and undid the young man's khaki trousers. He already had a bulge in his shorts, with a big wet spot. The exciting espionage must have really turned him on. I slid off his stained white undies to reveal his half erect penis. Another drop of precum ran down the side of his cock, where like any good Russian spy, I immediately licked it up. No fake accent this time. I told him I was going to make him cum in front of his girlfriend, and proceeded to give him a good old-fashioned blow job. I kept eye contact with the young stud, who was doing his best to keep from exploding. He twitched a couple times, but held off his ejaculation. I tickled his scrotum to try to make him cum, but Escort Akbatı he merely moaned and just seemed to get bigger and harder.I could hear Laurie doing the same to my husband across the room, and her slurping souns made it feel as if we were having a race. The two of them came over by us where, Laurie cozied up next to her boyfriend and put her arm around him as she watched me continue to go down on him. DJ couldn't watch much longer, and scooted around behind me and started petting my ass. I was already quite wet, but he rubbed me anyway, before sticking his big cock inside of me. The feeling was incredible, but I wanted to stay focused on making this young man cum. I maintained eye contact with him, and backed off momentarily as DJ was pounding me pretty hard from behind. I licked my lips and gave Bruce a long slow lick up his shaft, dabbing at him as I got closer to the top. The athletic tanned 25-year-old didn't disappoint as he let out a groan and finally popped, shooting a wad straight up in the air, with a second spurt catching me on my eyebrow. DJ was making a familiar noise right after that, and I recognized that he was on verge as well. Laurie wasn't about to be outdone and nuzzled her way in, literally pulling him out of me and sucking him off. She wasn't even close to being done. She licked her lips after devouring my hubby's seed, as DJ sat back on the couch. Laurie climbed up on her new boy toy and stroked her young friend back to life as she lowered herself onto his fat cock.I knew Laurie was a sexual freak, but she was really doing her best to keep up with this younger man half her age. I just sat back and watched in awe, playing with my own wet pussy as I watched her cry out in delight as she was getting the fucking of a lifetime.She started to squeal even louder as she bounced on Bruce's thick cock. It came out in her fake Russian accent, as she was getting back into character. *quot;Oh My Gott! Fuck me goood! Geev me dat beeg Amedican cock!*quot; Bruce, or was it Igor, slapped the brunette's nice round ass, as she sat on his cock, fucking him. *quot;Take it, Ludmila!*quot;He bent over the arm of the couch again and started fucking her doggy-style, slapping her a few more times for good measure. *quot;I'll make you talk, bitch!*quot; he yelled as he spanked her again. *quot;Tell me what you know!*quot;The accent might have been fake, but the spankings were real. Laurie screammed again as Bruce cracked her on the ass once more. *quot;Tell me!*quot;*quot;Ok, I vill talk*quot; Laurie gasped, as her red ass cheeks must have been burning. *quot;Let me taste your cum and I vill talk.*quot;This international interrogation seemed to be working as Igor spun her around and put his thick throbbing cock up to her face. Laurie tried to taste it, but her young spy kept it just out of reach. She begged one more time, *quot;Geev eet to me!*quot;The young stud came without warning glazing her face as the Russian spy tried to catch it with her mouth. She sat back, licking his spunk from her lips as Bruce fell back on the couch, spent from this grueling spy game.*quot;I vill do anything you ask.*quot;