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It took me two or three minutes before I could stand up and Callum had to help me, generally an escort London born and bred does not find herself so over come. I needed to go to the restroom and picked up the tissue so I could dispose of the evidence. As I headed towards the door, Callum gave me his room number on a card and said he’ see me up there.
I entered the toilets and cleaned myself up. The naughtiness of the situation had fired me up. My cheeks were still flushed, and I needed to come again, but this time I wanted his large cock inside me, twisting and turning like he did, hitting me inside in just in the way I needed it to.
I left the lift and walked purposefully to the room. Boy, he was in for a good time the way I was feeling. Hot escort on heat was an understatement.
A naked Callum let me in and I fixed him with my look. He knew exactly what I meant. I pushed him back against the wall and started to kiss him. I stroked his chest feeling his pectorals bulging under my touch. Tall, handsome, London chap capable and bright, he pushed my buttons on so many counts, but only as a client.
Passion is a funny thing; it comes out o nowhere usually but the fire today was a furnace. He picked me up and my legs clasped around him. He kissed me madly but stopped. “I want you naked this time.” My hands shook as I tried to undo my skirt, but Callum noticed. “You’re hot for me baby aren’t you?” I nodded and felt my cheeks redden.
“There’s no need to be embarrassed. Escorts even London women can want sex just as much as a man and I’m truly flattered.” In that one sentence, he’d expertly undressed me, but I needed his lips on mine again. On the bed we moved as one, feeling the tension build before he slid inside me. I shuddered as the sweet feeling hit my depths. I knew I would not last long like this. Callum’s large hands touched me just as much as I touched him. I pulled his buttocks to me again and again until I came with a spurt of my own juices. It was so satisfying to feel sated like this.
Callum’s breathing calmed back to normal. “That was probably the most intense sex I’ve had in years,” he whispered as he squeezed my hand.
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