Big Salmon Lake dribble

[size=large]Vlad's ear angled towards the familiar sound of someone expressing their deepest displeasure. When he opened his eyes to look for the source, the Russian was rewarded with a very pleasant sight indeed. "Ooooooh," he crooned, rolling onto his belly to get a better look. She was older - 4 or 5, he couldn't tell - but impeccably preserved, with a glossy, black coat and bright blue eyes. As a fan of older women (any women, really - 'life is a box of chocolates', and all that), Vlad felt that he hadn't so much hit the jackpot as had it delivered to him.

"You, блуд! Very nice. You like what seeing?" He scrambled to his feet and paraded in a slow circle before her, pausing to wiggle his rear end. "You also liking?"[/size]