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It was a cold night in London and I was stuck in the confined of my bedroom. Yes, maybe I was there by choice, but it didn’t make it any less boring. I wanted so badly to get out and to conquer the world, but after returning from visiting my family in Iraq last week the cold weather was a bit to much for my Persian body. My visions that night included me being dressed in just my black hijab and sexy lingerie, whipping my perpetrator into sweet ecstasy and so there was no way that I was going to get dressed in a big coat and cover up my sexy bits. I wanted to release my escort energy. I wanted to have my appetite for sex fulfilled in the most passionate ways possible.
When I was just about to give up hope, turn in and succumb to a nice porno and my wonderful vibrator, I got some unexpected company. Jason from down the hall knocked on my door. He was a sweet guy; one who I’m sure had a fascination with busty escorts especially Arab girls like me but he’s never had the courage to let me know. In his hands, he held a single letter, and proceeded to hand it to me. My mail had landed in his mailbox and I couldn’t imagine a sweeter accident at the moment.
‘Would you like to come in for a cup of tea or hot chocolate?’ I asked.
He smiled for a few seconds before nodding his head. I opened the door wider, and motioned for him to take a seat on the couch.
‘Actually, Jason, how would you feel about some wine?’ I asked.
‘Wine would be pretty fantastic,’ he smiled.
I headed to the kitchen and poured us two glasses of wine before cuddling up to him on the couch. We chatted for a bit and I steered the conversation in just the right direction until I got him begging me to show him how I looked in my lingerie with my head covered by my hijab. When I did, I could see the bulge grow in his pants and this got me pretty excited. A few seconds into my routine, I had Jason telling me just how much he liked me and how much he wanted to wrap his arms around me and shove his cock deep into my tight Arab pussy from behind while he spanked my big juicy brown arse. Hey “I’m a horny escort” who am I to resist? This is what I wanted all night and so I allowed it to happen and he gave me his very best, leaving me exceptionally pleased.
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