Oleg Krachev was getting into his rhythm now. He began to thrust even more eagerly as he felt the explosion start to well up inside of him. The girl underneath him was trying her hardest to match the sheer frequency and variety of the Russian’s movements but he was proving too much for her. Her small naked body was covered in a thin film of perspiration mixed with the Russian’s saliva and semen. In her two years as a prostitute, she had never met a man who could keep going as long as he had. He had picked her up from the Great Boss hostess nightclub in the Tsimshatsui district and paid her bar fine for the night. This had amounted to some ten thousand dollars paid in cash plus another five thousand which he had slipped into her hands. What the hell, he was going to be a rich man soon.

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