6:24 pm, Wednesday 23rd April 2014
|A good woman and all good escorts “I might add” know how to cook, and my prince of London Steven loves it when I cook for him. Sure, we both enjoy going out to fancy restaurants and getting all dressed up, but sometimes we like to have things feel more homely. There's nothing like a home cooked meal after a long day. Especially after a strenuous weekend, Steven likes to have me spend the night over at his place, and being the great woman I am, I'll suggest that I make him dinner every once in a while. When I’ve finished work at the escorts agency he'll send a car to pick me up from my London apartment, and I'm always filled with way more excitement than one can imagine on the way over to him. Up to his suite the elevator will climb and when the doors slide open, he's already waiting right there for me.
While making dinner, Steven couldn't keep his eyes off me, and his stares turned me on, second after second, minute after minute, so I tried hard not to look at him because I know that I would not be able to keep my hands off him. What happened next, took me by surprise. Steven cleared the kitchen island and hoisted my slim sexy body up onto the counter. His eyes penetrated mine and passion filled the air, the room, the streets of London even, as we enjoyed each other, the way people should be enjoyed. He just couldn't wait to have me, and I'm happy he didn't because I felt the same way. Needless to say, our actions meant that cooking didn't go as successfully as planned, but luckily enough it wasn't too late for Steven to make reservations at a nice restaurant where we were able to fuel ourselves for even more strenuous activities later on in the night.
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