My favourite pornographer has been at it again -- with a Russian athlete.
There is something wonderfully self-contained about his expressions.
... the ease with which he lives in his body...
Although I guess most of us could live easily in this body.
I think my pornographer was smitten: this is one of the few series he has produced where it feels like the subject's mask never slips. But I really don't mind.
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