AT THE HEART OF PLEASURE THE ESCORT OF A NIGHT

Chapter 3

A little further, I saw the number 450 room engraved on the door which was right next to it.

Finally

I pulled her by the hand for the tight against me, her lipstick was too delicious for my taste, and I did not want to let go in this corridor. My desire was gaining momentum every time I breathed its sweet scent.

I stole a kiss. Yes. She was too soft, too sweet so as not to savor it. Each part of his body was certainly not going to escape that night.

I opened the door and pushed it with my feet violently, as if the door was against my interests or that it prevented me from having fun.

While we kissed negligently like two doggies, and hastened to remove my pimples one after the other. It was me to see that she wanted me, even if it was her work as a bed with all the men, I did not care. Everything I wanted was her and no one else.

My chest was naked, she pushed me with a finger and I found myself instantly lying on the well erected bed, it was covered with a silk sheet.

She then removed her dress her mental.

The curvature of these forms were more than fascinating. I have never seen a woman with such a body. I was the man to whom no girl escaped, but this one was more than a girl at night, she was more than an escort.

No.

I would kill it to have it all night if it is necessary until the early hours of the morning.

She wore a red bikini, totally red picked up and her panties had the same color.

But I didn't take her to admire her underwear, it was to enjoy in her that she was there. Slowly she slipped on the bed, like a lioness. Yes. It still became intense.

She touched her hand on my erection which swept under my pants, and this gesture gave me chills all over my body. If his hand placed on my pants could transmit so much vibration in my body, whereas he will adult if his skin was against my skin or if my tail found itself between her legs, flesh against pulpit ...?

But, I was going to discover it the next minute.

She kissed me with passion as if it was the first kiss that I had received for the first time in the history of my meetings. She crashed against my skin, her chest was swollen compressing my hot chest.

Thin...

I wanted to get up to take control of the session, but alas! She pushed me back, saying: "Let me make a nice man" she whispered in a melodious voice, sweet as the caresses she made to me ... She made me crazy more and more. It was as if God had sent it to me specially tonight. I ardently wanted a girl and I had found her.

Then she pulled me by my head in a tender and firm way, caressing my face while fixing me in the bottom of my eyes. Praking an almost noticeable finger on my lips, on my pulp as if she were looking for a precious thing hidden deep inside me. She went down on my chest, placing a last kiss, and this kiss was like a flame spark on my muscular and tender skin.

I was hot hot.

This blue -eyed girl was good. Not only physically, but she knew how to do her job, she knew every centimeters of my body, every fact and gesture that she gave me made me melt with desire. She knew how to do it as a preliminary. She gave the impression of knowing me.

I was ready to double her money and multiply the hours I had to spend with her. I kissed her first on her neck, her neck by approaching her ear and I caressed this hair.

I put my mouth against his by looking for the best angle, always caressing her chest and I removed the hooks from her bra, then her rounded breasts were just before my eyes. I salivated hard by sucking them.

This time, I pointed out my tongue, gently spreading her luscious lips, this delicious finished red which was offered to me. It was this moment when I wanted this scene to be inexhaustible, that it will happen to infinite all my life, that emotion is joined by excitement and that it can finally desire me as much as I a wanted.

I opened the case, protected from its gourmet flesh. I felt the rock of these teeth, I felt it, deviate to let myself enter and penetrate this first intimacy with delight and firmness. I tackled my mouth more firmly against my perfect unknown, plunging my tongue in search of his. As soon as I found it, I tested its shape, its rounds, its firmness by wrapping myself around it.

Then she moans slowly.