I Know A Guy Who Can Help You

Man, who doesn't get a kick out of a smoking hot babe with a thick accent? This Hungarian firecracker just rolled into town, hits my massage table, and she's dying to taste America's top export—my rock-hard cock. Amirah's got dreams of sticking around for good, but snagging that green card ain't the walk in the park it used to be. I'm kneading that juicy, jiggling ass of hers and those perfect, all-natural tits when I drop the line about my immigration hookup who could smooth things out. She bristles a bit when I spell out my price, but next thing you know, she's wrapped those lips around my throbbing Washington Monument, sucking like her visa depends on it—which it kinda does. Acts all prim and proper though, so screw bringing her into my backyard for keeps. I boot her ass packing in the end. Tourists, huh? What a riot.