The Soviet girl with big tits was standing in front of the computer, typing away furiously. Her eyes were fixed on the screen, her fingers flying across the keyboard. Suddenly, she stopped and looked up at me with a mischievous

The Soviet girl with big tits was standing in front of the computer, typing away furiously. Her eyes were fixed on the screen, her fingers flying across the keyboard. Suddenly, she stopped and looked up at me with a mischievous grin. "I've got a picture for you," she said in her thick Russian accent. She pulled up an image on the screen and handed it to me. It was a close-up of her big tits, looking even more voluptuous than before. I couldn't help but stare at them as she continued to talk about how they were real and not photoshopped like some people thought they were.