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In a beautiful hotel in central London is where I had waited for this mysterious man to meet me. I had wondered the entire time what he looked like and wished that he was just as perfect as his voice, deep, rough and just one hundred percent sexy. The more I thought about the way that he spoke to me on the phone, the wetter I grew and if he didn’t show up soon, I’d have taken care of myself. The buildup was going overboard now and though I’m usually a patient escort, my pussy was growing impatient.
Three knocks on the door had me on my feet in a millisecond. I checked myself in the mirror one last time before opening the door. He was perfection! His eyes were as blue as blue could be. His lips were plump, pink and luscious. And when my eyes finally got to his body, my pussy wetted even more. A chest that looked as though it was made by the London brick company, hard to stay contained in a fitting v-cut and his jeans could barely contain what I knew would be a monstrous cock. I looked at him for a good minute while he was standing at the door with a cheeky smile perched on his face and I licked my lips, letting him know that I LOVED what I saw.
‘You may enter,’ I told him, opening the door a bit more. He made his way inside, looked around the hotel room and nodded in approval. I was happy that he liked the place that the girls at my escorts agency had booked for us. I then asked him for a drink to which he replied, ‘to be honest, I’d rather have a drink of you.’ I think in that moment, I melted just a little. This was the last thing that I expected to hear him say. I mean, usually when you offer anyone a drink it’s a yes or no answer but he had to use his sexy voice, say the sexiest thing and I just couldn’t help myself anymore. I walked over to him, threw him back on the couch and extended on leg above his shoulder, keeping the other on the floor. He moved my lace panties to the side and introduced his tongue to my wet and needy vagina. He licked and sucked, and I screamed and moaned- reaching an orgasm in record time. This man knew just what he was doing and had me wanting for nothing more.
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