Great "dignity"

      Closing the door of a familiar office room, almost becoming a native, Canada closely watched the USSR, which was sorting papers on the table, turning his back to him. Apparently he has a sixth sense that allows him to show off the rear so carelessly. The recent ally was not ashamed to start looking at the man’s ass in front of him, then his back, after which he was called: “Canada, if you continue to stand there in silence, I will think that I accidentally turned you into stone.” And only grinning at this, the older man came up to the table and resting his back against it, the Union looked up from the papers and paying attention to him, he instantly spread a satisfied smile. Enough time has passed, but pride in what the Canadian has become has not let him go. He liked to look at the golden stripes and the star on his face, realizing that the man had chosen his ideology. “I just liked the special view behind, comrade.” And giving him the same grin, the USSR no longer wanted to do work. Standing in the same position as his ally, he began to examine his charming military uniform, which combined both the features of his own national form and Soviet attributes. It was pleasing, really pleasing. This uniform awakened many different feelings in the Union, but one of them was arousal. Canada was sexy in it, what to hide. “Canada, don’t you think you’re getting yourself into something obscene?” Slowly lowering his gaze lower and lower, he immediately caught the eye of a significant bulge in the groin area of the older man, forcing the USSR to swallow hard. The culprit of such a reaction noticed everything and moving away from the table, he immediately stood in front of the younger one, “And I would advise you not to demonstrate your dignity like that, people can start to… Develop a complex.” “Perhaps you meant “envy”. And it’s not for you to talk about it, USSR, that it’s worth hiding your dignity. When I always look at you, you keep your best part in a prominent place.” And also lowering his gaze, he examined the lush breasts with lust. Oh yes, there is definitely not one woman who won’t get jealous of such forms. The younger one just snorted at this, and after lowering his hand down, gently wrapping his fingers around the protruding dick from under the fabric, he continued. “And what are we going to do with it, comrade? I don’t think… That we can forget about this conversation so quickly and focus on work.” “That’s for sure.” Sighing heavily and removing the USSR’s hand, Canada reached the Union’s chair with a heavy step and fell into it, looking at the man with a cheeky grin. After that he spread his legs wide without embarrassment, freeing up more space, “I would like my wonderful mentor to sit between my legs. Isn’t that a lot to ask?” “Not a lot, more or less enough, just an acceptable amount.” Although he looked confident, the elder noticed a slight embarrassment on the face of his beloved. When he finally knelt down in front of Canada, providing the kind of view that makes everything tremble. The USSR is on his knees, right in front of him and breathing heavily. The thought abruptly comes to his mind that this is what the USA was trying to achieve — to put the USSR on his knees in front of him, so that he bowed his head in front of him. Canada has just managed to achieve this, but in a slightly different sense.       Immediately grabbing the man by the back of his head, squeezing his hair, he pressed his face right into his groin, into his erection, which tightened the fabric of his pants even more. The Union only mumbled something softly, but was in no hurry to pull away. Turning his head a little, he immediately began to move his lips along the outline of the dick under tight pants, starting to breathe even harder from such close contact with a hot organ. Pressing his lips into it, knocking out soft moans from Canada, he also experimentally clenched the bulge with his teeth, forcing the foreigner to almost growl from this action.       Abruptly pulling him by the hair, examining the flushed face of the man, grinning at this view, the Canadian said, “I think you should use your mouth elsewhere. And please, without teeth.” With one hand unbuttoning his pants and pushing them away quite a bit with his underpants, finally, right in the face of the USSR, a heavy and big dick was released, which asked for affection. Tightly squeezing his own hot organ, smearing the precum from the glans directly on the lips of his beloved, and for heightening the effect, he also slapped his dick right on them. Playing a little like that, releasing the hair from the fist at the back of the head, the elder instantly pulled off the eye patch from the rough side of his face so as not to get dirty. Now thoughts of denigrating the Soviet leader often flashed through his head, it would be enough to disrespect the main symbol — the hammer and sickle, from which it is not difficult to get into trouble, “So, go ahead.”       The Union finally woke up from a half-daze caused by a huge desire, he instantly sucked on the organ, forcing Canada to moan languidly. Yes, the younger one sucked better and deeper each time. Even there was no need to push him anymore, he knew how to do everything himself, sometimes showing new tricks of seducing his dignity. For example, as now, the USSR tried to swallow a large dick to the throat, working with his tongue, but suddenly he began to make swallowing movements, knocking out a new growl and moaning from the elder, which made him grab the man’s hair again, running through the hair in his fingers.       Another couple of such tricks from the Union, bringing the canadian to the brink, after what he pulled him by the hair with one movement with force, unhooking from his big organ, observing the flushed man, observing his swollen lips from sucking and clouded eyes from the desire to cum, Canada immediately began to jerk his dick, quietly mumbling, now squeezing with the other hand roughened skin on the wounded side of the face, stroking it with his thumb, finally, he came to his edge and immediately finished on his man’s face. Getting his seed right in his mouth, on his lips, cheek and nose, making a couple more movements until he definitely empties everything, finally he ran his cockhead over the lips, smearing his semen.       When it was over, as he tucked his dick into his pants, the USSR continued to sit on the floor, tightly squeezing the knee of another, which made Canada even worried, “USSR… Are you okay? God, I probably overdid it. Did I pull too hard?” Finally, the Union moved, sighing heavily, wiping the sperm from his face with his hand, Canada helped him up and sitting him in a chair, taking out napkins, began to wipe him. “It was rough and fast… Only… I liked it. It’s all right, Canada, I’m fine.” And grabbing his hand, immediately lowering it to his groin, the elder was groping with interest, when not finding a boner, he was embarrassed by this news, realizing that the USSR liked it so much that he just finished in his pants, “So… Maybe someday I won’t mind trying it again.”