Marfa.

The flight to Budapest was quick and uneventful.  I worried a little about what might happen to me if my husband returned to find me missing and right there, on that uneventful, unremarkable plane ride I decided that I didn’t care.  I decided that I was not going to go back to Russia, that I would find a way to stay in Budapest and maybe even become a porn actress.  I knew that I had a good body and naturally large pendulous breasts; the rest I could figure out.
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We went straight from the airport to the studios at defloration.com.  I met with the producer who just happened to speak fluent Russian.  Fabulous!  We could communicate freely without having too use a translator.  Don’t get me wrong, translators are wonderful, just something always gets lost in translation and the fact that we were both Russian gave me an even better level of comfort.
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Marfa Piroshka

My name is Marfa and I was a virgin. But, here’s the thing; I’m married. Yes, married. And, yes, still a virgin.

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At my 18 birthday party there was a lot of drinking. My father had invited some of his friends as well as many of my friends. We had good food, good music, lots of dancing and my friends were very generous with their gifts to me. The party lasted many hours and it seemed as if every man at the party wanted to get into my pants.

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