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8:31 pm, Thursday 24th April 2014
| What happens behind castle doors are not for the faint of hearted. Just ask Sir Fisher about it. I met him in a beautiful city in German while on vacation with one of my girlfriends who recently joined the same escorts agency in London as me. He seemed like a nice enough guy, clean cut, suited up, neat, tidy and to top things off, he lived in a castle. Yes, he really did. He was a king in his very own way, royalty may not have flown through his veins but it definitely should have. I liked to pretend that he was a king, after all, he did live in a castle and all. An invitation to Sir. Fisher's castle was not one that I would ever refuse. Once we were indoors and the outside world was shut out completely, the things that happened in the confines of Sir Fisher's castle were things I'd ever seen happen in London. The extravagance that this man portrayed was to be envied. His castle was filled with girls of all shapes and sizes. Girls with perky breast, small tender ones, asses as plump and as delicious as a plum. They were all roaming around every where. But his bedroom was what really put the icing on the cake. Instead of a watch collection like most men have, Sir Fisher had a pleasure collection, or at least that's what I called it. There was nothing that this man loved more than a good show, and he had an escort here an escort there to give him performances that would keep him entertained for years. But me, I was special. Perhaps it was my accent or the fact that all those escorts flocked to my fresh London pussy like bees chasing honey. They all loved it, they all loved to please me so that Sir Fisher could watch. Their fingers, would enter me, toys would buzz and slip in and out for extra stimulation and for a final touch, Sir Fisher would throw them off me when his firm cock could no longer resist and punish my pussy like it was angry. He'd thrust in and out with all the power he had in him, shooting his load over all the girls that crawled back on their hands and knees to taste a drip of the sweetness that was draining out of him. Their mouths would stay open, begging for more. It's definitely a sight to be seen. About the author: Read more erotic stories written by the escorts and staff at our London agency |
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