The Russian Lesson

In this scene, Calvin Banks gets a lesson in Russian from Myott Hunter. They begin with a few basic words and phrases like "hello" and "How are you, sir." Eventually they get to “suck my dick." Once that term is learned Myott uses his talented tongue on Calvin’s cock. Calvin stands up to face fuck his language teacher. Myott swallows as much as he can. Calvin pulls him up, smacking Myott's ass and playing with his boy hole. When he sits back down, Myott straddles him. Calvin’s raw meat is thick and sturdy. Few can take it without a little work. Myott enjoys the ride because his member points to the ceiling. Calvin puts Myott on his back so he can take control. The fucking is to the balls. "Right there, baby," Calvin utters. "Your ass is getting all fucking creamy." Myott takes each stroke, beating his dick and whispering Russian. "Stretch that hole," Calvin orders, putting a finger next to his rod. Myott stands up and places his stomach on the couch. With his ass in the air, Calvin re-enters. "That's a good boy," Calvin says. He pulls out, rimming Myott's used hole. After a few licks, Calvin returns to pounding. Myott holds on as his ass is wrecked, uttering Russian as encouragement. "Come in me," he pleads. "Do you want it," Calvin asks. "I want it so bad," Myott responds. That pushes Calvin to the brink. He blasts a load all over Myott's ass. He reinserts his johnson so Myott's insides can be coated. There's a perfect shot of Myott's sparkling hole. But it's not over. Myott gets on his back and Calvin returns to fucking. "Cum for me," Calvin says. Myott jerks his dick until he shoots streams of man juice on his chest and stomach. "Did you learn any Russian," Myott asks. “No. I didn't learn a thing," Calvin replies. Which is fine. It just means maybe we can get another “lesson” between these two studs!