Feel The Rythm Agency Girl

Drake, aged around forty, was the epitome of a wealthy London man, who has succeeded in business. As to what type of business, I frankly have no idea. In fact, conversation was limited to his likes, dislikes and my preferences in music. That did make me wonder if his work was related to the music industry. When Drake produced an iPhone from his pocket, and asked if I would play music from the eighties, I was curious. I had heard of the bands he’d mentioned, but given I was born in the late eighties, I wasn’t sure if I would know them. It all made complete sense when Drake explained he was turned on by a compilation of music he liked to have sex to. 

Of course, this is London the party capital of Europe and no escort is averse to listening to music and if it gave him the happy ending he wanted, then so be it. So Drake set up the music and I lay back completed naked against the bed, except for a pair of crotch-less knickers. He was one of those clients, who liked to look before touching and to feel lace touching his cock.  

Drake had a lean body, but obviously kept himself in shape. He liked me to massage the head of his cock slowly as I played with myself – rubbing the wetness along my lips, until I pushed two fingers inside. Drake groaned and started to move his hand quicker. As the music became sexier, he stated he needed to be inside me and quickly sorted out his condom. His cock pushed deep inside, and then out slowly, rubbing the tip against my lips before thrusting inside again. He seemed to be waiting for something. When the next song played, I could hear the sound of whips cracking. As we both listened, I could feel the music working for us and the rhythm felt good. I played with his bottom and dug my fingernails in, just as he liked, until I could feel the song build to a crescendo, I was coming too, so our shouts matched as the song finished. 

A he pulled out, that was it. His playlist had finished. I asked him the name of the song which had us coming almost at the same time. He laughed, “You are too young to remember Soft Cell. The song is “Sex Dwarf” and I like the rhythm and the build-up. I’m glad I’ve introduced you to something you haven’t come across before.”

I made a mental note to check out the playlist before he left, but for now, it was back to business.

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