No Speed Bumps

Andrey Shows Latvians Have Balls

I met a guy from Latvia once, and I was reminded of him when I came across Andrey, aka Quiet Andrew (for reasons not immediately apparent).

This honey-coloured voluptuary is Blog Icon material. So better book my ticket to Vilnius without delay cos you’ll grab all the seats if I don’t!

Sumptuous is the word that comes to mind for Andrey, particularly his luscious stomach and its super hot dark bush and snail trail. I think what makes the trail irresistible is the way it diffuses and melds into his muscular buttery abdomen. If I were I cannibal, Andrey would be high on my menu. Sashimi, of course. With a side order of very runny honey, spiked with cinnamon.

And then there’s dessert, just around the corner:

I’d be feasting on those balls and that tasty butt hole for days. Or months. Would I stop? Probably not, ever! And is that an archetypal man pussy or what!

Now Andrey can work a yellow couch to half to death, and most importantly knows how to do a grand finale:

As my post climax, here are some assorted close-up crotch and hole bits:

Having rather unnaturally dismembered Andrey, here he is, all put back together again, front and back:

PS I'm sure he could be considered an honorary member of the ‘Cute (Muscular) Hairy Blond Guys Club’!