6:43 pm, Friday 16th January 2015
‘Cindy,’ he cried out, his voice muffled by the gag used to muffle his screams. I reached down, wiggled my hands behind his head and released the cloth I’d tied around his mouth. ‘Yes, Omar. What is it that I can help you with this time?’ I asked, not ridding myself of the cheeky smile I’d been wearing all day. ‘Oh, I just want to touch you honey. I just want to show you how much I’ve missed you, my little escort. Don’t you remember what it’s like to have me behind you? Doesn’t it feel great to have gripping your ample breasts and my long, hard cock so deep inside of you it hurts?’ My eyes rolled back as I envisioned the promises that Omar spat. He did have a point. Sure, I was having an immense amount of fun teasing his body in all the right ways. I loved the way that he begged. I loved the way that he moaned whenever I touched him. But I was getting to the point where my pussy begged for something more. I reached my hand down to feel just how much he wanted me. I gasped as I took hold of him. Never had I felt a dick as hard as the one that I had in my hand. ‘Wow’ I said, looking at Omar in surprise. He winked as if to say, ‘I told you so.’ The smirk on his face was enough to let me know that he wanted his cock put to use and his promises to treat my body right wouldn’t go unfulfilled. I gave in, released the handcuffs that I’d used to secure his hands and feet and allowed him to position himself behind me. With one hand holding onto the bedhead and the other steadying myself on the bed, I watched as he pushed himself inside of me. His hard cock, slid easily into my wanting vagina, the juices providing it with the perfect lubrication and as he pulled back and inserted himself again, I felt my knees go weak. Ecstasy. Complete and utter ecstasy is what it was, having him inside of me. He held onto my hips and pounded, harder and harder each time. I wished he had gagged me. But with no means of muffling my screams, I moaned loud and hard, certainly causing a disturbance to all my London neighbors. But I didn’t care that it was late. Omar loved my busty figure and he needed to know just how good it felt being fucked by him. See more full-bosomed escorts *All blogs are written by staff at our London agency |
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