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10 signs that you need sex

10 signs that you need sex
Despite many medical visits, you have not found words to explain your distress?

What if you had not looked in the right place and everything was very simple?

Whether you are single or a couple, the lack of sex is easily identified and reveals many things. Here are the 10 signs that prove you are concerned.

And here’s the solution to your need for pleasure.

1) You are in a bad mood

When we make love, we release endorphins, hormones of well-being, in large quantities. Result, as at the end of a sports session, we are relieved of all tensions and boosted moral level.

Conversely, when you miss sex, you are easily irritable and anxious. We take the head for nothing and we look for the little beast with his entourage.

You must have heard “you should give yourself some legs in the air, it would relax you a little! ” Everything is explained…

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2) You have physical pain

Sex is like sport. It allows you to relax and release muscle tension. But when it starts to take a long time we have not made love, we feel it physically!

We have a bad neck, back, lack of energy … In short, nothing goes. To compensate, play sports with a gentleman escort boy like me to release endorphins. You will feel better!

3) You suffer from insomnia

During orgasm, we release a maximum of oxytocin and endorphins, hormones of well-being. Result: we sleep like a baby right after.

If you suffer from insomnia, it is because you do not have the calming effect of these hormones. You know what you have to do to benefit from this natural sleeping aid!

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4) You only think about it

A word, an advertisement, a gesture, a look … You see sexual connotations everywhere. During the day, you find yourself thinking about sex. At night, you have very hot erotic dreams.

Besides, you love watching pornographic movies to stimulate our imagination and accentuate your orgasms. As for sex toys, nothing replaces a man who takes you in his arms and possesses you manly.

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5) You have gained weight

When we make love, all our muscles are solicited. Those of the pelvis, thighs, buttocks, belly. Result: we burn a maximum of calories and we get muscle.

If you have grown since you are less sexually active then you have not changed your eating habits, you have your explanation!

An evening of pleasure to lose immediately several kilos without being hungry after.

6) You have pimple

When we make love, we sweat. And that says perspiration said evacuation of toxins and consequently regulation of sebum. In other words, making love gives a beautiful skin.

Especially since it maintains its elasticity and tone. What to make sacred savings in anti-wrinkle creams!

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7) You are stressed

When we make love, we release a maximum of endorphins and dopamine, hormones of well-being. An explosive cocktail of super hormones that allow you to relax and release tension.

Beyond the environment in which you live and the hygiene of life which is yours, know that you would be much more relaxed if you had a sexuality blooming.

8) You doubt your charm

Single since a long time or in a relationship for years, the problem is the same: no one touches you.

As a result, you begin to doubt your charm. You think that, finally, if nobody wants you, it’s because you’re not as desirable as before.

Stop there! This is absolutely wrong. It is precisely because you lack confidence in yourself that you are not attracting anyone. Contact me to understand and settle what’s wrong with you.

9) You feel alone

Not having sex leads to a deep sense of loneliness. Of course, the body secretes fewer endorphins, hormones of well-being, and more cortisol, stress hormones.

As a result, we tend to isolate ourselves socially, to feel depressed and to no longer want to leave home.

Be careful because this feeling of loneliness can lead to things that you would regret later: calling an ex or having sex with a close friend for example …

10) Activate your radar

At the moment, you have energy to spare. You are on the lookout for all the beautiful males who pass in front of you. As soon as you see one that pleases you, you put all the chances on your side to seduce him.

You display your most beautiful smile, you wiggle a lock of hair in your fingers … And you launch suggestive looks.

But despite all your efforts, it is sometimes difficult to find a real gentleman who can meet your sex needs.

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I am at your disposal to help you meet your needs. Make an appointment in the morning, day, evening or night. I will do everything I can to help you feel better.

With the pleasure to seduce you, to make you laugh, to entertain you. But above all, let’s get acquainted with a drink without commitment and I’ll tell you everything you know about it. But never forget that we only live once …

So Carpe diem, we only live once!

Looking forward to serving you. James, Escort boy for demanding women.

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Male Escort for Women – Hire a Male Escort – Male Gigolo

Male Escort for Women – Hire a Male Escort – Male Gigolo

The lady’s hand felt warm and secure in James’s strong, warm grasp as they wound their way through the streets and towards her apartment, only a few streets away from the bar in the most romantic part of Paris. She wanted to have a romantic boyfriend experience with a french gentleman.

Her heart was thudding in her chest and she felt both buoyed up and terrified in the knowledge of what she was about to do. She’d never brought an unknown gentleman home before. James made her feel as if she was on fire. Her male escort was a heady drug which brought out hidden, mysterious feelings in her, and she needed more.

Suddenly James pushed her up against the wall, kissing her fiercely, pressing her entire body against him as he wrapped his arms around her.

The kiss of her gigolo was completely dominant, and the lady gasped into it, overwhelmed by his warmth, his scent and the feel of his mouth working against hers, plundering her lips and taking everything she had to offer and more.

She could feel the hard lines of his stomach through the thin material separating their bodies, and she was tempted to rip off their clothing right there, to run her hands over the smooth, heated flesh.

Desire was pulsing through her like a volcano just waiting to erupt, but the tiny part of her which was still rational was sending out a warning. She couldn’t be seen like this. What if someone caught them and recognized her? It was too risky.

The lady knew she should put a stop to it, but her entire body was screaming to be touched by him, her panties soaked with the evidence of her arousal. One of James’s hands stroked up her thigh, and she shuddered at the delicious touch, silently begging him to go further.

The gigolo obeyed her silent wish, finding her soaked panties and stroking teasingly at the thin cloth. The lady pressed against his hot fingers, eager for more contact. She sighed as his fingers found a way through the flimsy material and touched her exactly where she needed it. Her pussy was throbbing and wet, ready for more, and James’s fingers were like a balm and a poison all at once, heightening the tension and the pleasure to dizzying peaks.

Snickering, James obliged, his fingers sinking into the tight, warm orifice, rewarding him with a symphony of delicious sounds. The lady was breathing hard, struggling not to scream out her pleasure as James’s fingers stretched her deliciously, stroking her trembling walls and teasing her, bringing her waves of intoxicating pleasure.

She bit back a scream as he began to increase the pace of his strokes, kindling a fire in her pussy which only climax could quench. She thrust up against his fingers with abandon, needing to feel the pure waves of pleasure as he made her come with his long, clever fingers.

The lady’s vision had turned into a blur. She could feel the cold stone of the wall behind her back, but the wall, sky and streets surrounding them were nothing more than streaks of indigo and gray. Every nerve in her body was overwhelmed by the intense pleasure she was receiving. She’d never been so aroused before, so desperate to reach her climax.

As James’s thumb found her engorged clit and stroked it in tight, firm circles, her world exploded. The blur of indigo was suddenly an explosion of stars and sparks, and her body bucked against James’s firm grip as she finally reached her climax with the force of a meteor hitting the earth.

As she fought to get her breathing and vision back to normal, she became aware of James’s safe, anchoring arms around her, preventing her from falling. Suddenly aware of her surroundings, The lady wanted to hide her face in shame, but James smiled down at her, and the approval in his eyes was evident. Somehow, that made her feel more sure of herself.

The lady slid gently to her feet, supported by James, and they resumed their walk as if nothing had happened. The lady’s legs felt like jelly, and her thighs were slick with her juices. She had never felt so alive before, or so attuned with her body’s needs. As she took a sidelong glance at James, his profile elegant and powerful in the twilight, she knew that she wouldn’t be satisfied until she’d felt every inch of him against her.

The lady took a deep breath as they reached her apartment building. She gestured silently to James as she unlocked the door, and pulled him inside, finding his lips in another searing kiss.

As the door closed behind them, The lady felt James’s warm hands sliding up inside her shirt, caressing her taut stomach and slender waist. Their kiss broke for a moment as he pulled the shirt over her head, casting it onto the floor before possessing her lips once more, taking the delicate flesh into his mouth and biting down gently before entwining their tongues in a dance of passion and desire, the slick, hot motion making the lady weak with lust.

She tugged insistently at his shirt, and in a few seconds their bare torsos were pressed up against each other. James’s chest felt impossibly good against her skin, and she tried to get closer, closing every inch of space between their bodies. His hands left swathes of fire as he explored every inch of her skin, stroking her satin flesh, plundering every curve with unbridled enthusiasm.

The gigolo whispered some french words in her ear, capturing her earlobe between his teeth and tugging. The sensations danced down The lady’s neck and exploded in her stomach. Her arousal was raging once more, and she held him close, desperate to feel more.

James picked her up as if she were a leaf and carried her towards the bed, where he laid her out and surveyed her hungrily, his eyes dark and lustful. Leaning over her, he began a trail of kisses at her navel, working his way up with soft, feathery touches of his lips against her fevered skin. His lips came to rest on her neck, against the searing rush of blood as her pulse elevated to a frenzied hum. She couldn’t breathe properly; her breath came in ragged gasps as James bit down hard on her pulse, and she let out a quiet moan.

Carefully, James hooked his arm around her back to undo her bra and cast it aside. Her male escort took in her breasts with reverence. They were large soft spheres of snowy white. James’s hands covered her breasts, massaging them gently, and she arched her back towards his touch. She could feel her pussy throbbing as her nipples tightened, responding to the persuasive touch of James’s hands. Her panties would be ruined, dripping with arousal and clinging to the lips of her pussy, warm and swollen with desire.

The lady bit back another moan as James began to use his mouth, taking one hard nipple between his teeth and tugging gently. She threw her head back in pleasure, aching for more contact. The reserved lady, she knew had disappeared, and she was now a goddess, ripe and uninhibited.

Her gigolo worked his way down lower with agonizing slowness, pulling her skirt down inch by inch to reveal her soaked panties. Gently, James took the thin material in his teeth, tugging it lower to expose her willing pussy. The soft tickle of his lips as he dragged her panties off was driving her wild. It was so animalistic, yet so gentle and sensuous.

She let out a yelp of surprise and excitement as he leapt up the bed and crouched over her, surveying his handiwork. She had the sudden desire to cover herself, self-conscious as he took in her bare, bruised breasts and soaked nether regions with enthusiasm, his eyes roving over the supple curve of her waist and the delicate V between her legs.

The lady pulled him down into a kiss. Now it was gentle, almost reverent, the way he caressed her lips with his own and cupped her cheek with his slightly rough palm. It only added fuel to her desire. As beautiful as it was to be gently kissed like this, she wanted him to plunge into her and take her with long, powerful thrusts. She whimpered and arched up into his body, eliciting a low growl which vibrated through her entire being.

To her astonishment, he flipped them over so that she was balanced on top of him, looking down into his eyes, two black pools of lust and desire, his lips apart. It was erotic, looking down at him and seeing the evidence of his arousal in his face. She felt a sudden rush of power, and her shyness had disappeared.

The gentleman’s cock was big and thick, and just the sight of him sent another throb of desire through her. Gently, she took him in her hand, delighting in the power she felt as she pumped him up and down a few times. She wanted him inside her so badly. Looking at his eyes for confirmation, James did put on a condom and then she took control. Raising her hips, she sank down onto his engorged cock, gasping at the feel of him filling her, stretching her walls as far as they would go.

The pleasure was so dizzying that she sat for a few moments, adjusting to his enormous girth, before slowly rotating her hips, throwing her head back in ecstasy at the feeling. A million sparks were exploding inside her. It was incredible, and she never wanted it to end.

She began a rhythm, thrusting down hard on his cock, grinding her hips and finding the exact spot that made her whimper with pleasure. She was going to come already, the pleasure too intense to be held in for another second. Her male escort groaned with her as her walls clamped down around him, and flipped them over easily as she writhed in pleasure, her climax exploding as she squeezed him inside of her.

His thrusts were everything she needed—long, hard and vigorous, his thick cock caressing her walls and stirring up the embers of her passion. Every stroke made her whimper with pleasure, his cock dominating her, forcing waves of pleasure down on her so it was all she could do not to scream out loud.

His thumb found her clit as his pace quickened, and the lady threw her head to one side, using the blue satin pillow to muffle her moans. She grabbed his arms, needing something to anchor her as he thrust into her relentlessly, plundering her pussy as deep as he could go.

Before she was ready, a second orgasm crashed through her. She didn’t feel attached to her body any more. All she could do was ride the crest of the orgasm to its conclusion. As she came down once more, she felt James’s thrusts becoming erratic, hard and jerky, before warm spurts of his come filled her to the brim. She clamped her walls around him, milking him for every last drop. They both fought for breath, holding onto each other tightly.

The lady wasn’t sure if she’d passed out or if time had simply moved on, but as she regained the ability to process thought, she found herself snug and secure within James’s embrace, their naked bodies twined together, exhausted and spent.

Dear Ladies, give me the opportunity to please you in your fantasy in total discretion and safety. Express all your desires and immerse yourself in the pleasure of a sensual experience with a gigolo in a mutual respect with protection. To consume without moderation…

Looking to giving you pleasure with a sensual massage or more, everything is possible. Let’s get to know each other around a drink in a nice lounge bar in Paris without commitment and I’ll tell you everything you burn to know.
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Rent a gentleman. Times have changed, male companions are becoming popular among women

Rent a gentleman

Rent a gentleman. Times have changed, in this day and age male companions are becoming more popular among women. Women are more successful, powerful, independent, and they know what they want.

Many lead busy lives balancing work and family and may find it difficult to date, others may be in a relationship but find that the attention and appreciation they want and crave is missing.

Sometimes we get so busy taking care of others that we forget to take care of our own needs.

Roxanne looked into the eyes of her gentleman. If Roxanne was going to go through with it, she realized that she needed to trust him completely. And as she watched him watching her, Roxanne understood that she did, in fact, trust him. There was no good reason to trust him, but still she did.

Roxanne pulled off her shirt, leaving herself exposed to him, she wore a see through bra, and her nipples poked stiffly through the thin material. James’s expression was alert but passive. He gestured for her to continue. She stepped out of her heels and slid her pants down to her ankles. Now she was in nothing but her bra and panties. She looked down to see gooseflesh breaking out across her entire body.

And she’d already soaked through her panties in her desire for this male escort. She shuddered, knowing that she already wanted to strip them off. She wanted to be bare for him. More than that, she wanted James to throw her down on the floor right now and enter her, make love to her the way he had before forcefully, wildly, almost out of control. Rent a gentleman.

She could feel the beads of perspiration gathering on her forehead and upper lip. Everything was happening so fast, the entire situation had taken on the surreal quality of a dream, a fantasy. Here she was, in James’s elaborate sex fantasy, playing some role, but not sure exactly what her part entailed.

Still, she didn’t feel frightened for her safety. It was more a sense of wanting to let go, to be uninhibited, to completely give herself over to him but not being ready to deal with what that might mean when this little fantasy was over. Rent a gentleman.

Would she be able to look herself in the mirror afterwards and not feel ashamed, dirty, soiled in some way? Something about it was so incredibly vulnerable and erotic, and Roxanne didn’t know why. Was it the fact that James was watching her so closely, seeming to pay so much attention to her every expression, eye movement, breathing, the tension in her shoulders?

At one point, her male escort gently put his hand on the back of her neck and leaned into her ear. “Let it go, relax.” And then suddenly her shoulders released and the pleasure was exquisite, like an amazing yoga stretch.

“Look at your breasts, Roxanne,” he whispered into her ear. His breath tickled her lobe and her ear canal. “Look down at those pert, tight nipples.” She looked down. There was a gleaming trail of sweat dripping between her breasts. She didn’t have enormous boobs in the first place, and with her arms stretched high overhead, they’d flattened out somewhat. It seemed to make her nipples stand out even more through her bra, and they were as hard as they’d ever been.

His body was positioned to the side, so she could feel him and vaguely see him out of the corner of her eye. But she wasn’t unnerved or distracted by his eye contact. Her pussy was wet. Once again, the act of admittance seemed to make her more excited, and she felt a surge of heat in the entrance between her legs.

James’s hand stroked her neck softly, sending tingles and chills up and down her spine. Suddenly his hand wrapped around her hair and started to pull as her gigolo whispered into her ear. She wanted him to shove his hard cock all the way in her wet pussy. She wanted him to make her come again and again. Rent a gentleman.

He didn’t puller her hair too hard. Just enough to give her scalp a tingling feeling, and somehow it made the rest of her body feel even more vulnerable to his touch. She was starting to lose herself. Something about this place, this room, the privacy and intimacy of it. Just the two of them down here and nobody would ever have to know what had occurred between them. Rent a gentleman.

Her whole body convulsed with what felt like a wave of pleasure. It was extraordinary. Roxanne hadn’t ever felt anything quite like it. It certainly wasn’t an orgasm, since it didn’t originate down there. And yet, the sensation was very similar.

He reached his hand down and touched her belly, which contracted slightly beneath his touch. And then her male escort plunged his hand under her panties and touched her quivering entrance. The slit was slick with her juices. He rubbed it, slowly at first, then gathering speed. Rent a gentleman.

She moaned. Her legs convulsed beneath her. She threw her head back and cried out in ecstasy. His body pressed against her from behind, enveloping her. One hand gripped her breast firmly, sliding against her sweating, slick skin as the other hand held her swollen mound, his fingers slowly sweeping into her tunnel. Rent a gentleman.

Rhythmically, his fingers worked her as he whispered in her ear. She was lost in his seduction, eyes closed, his voice guiding her as if she were trying to find her way through the forest on a pitch black night.

He was so hard for her, right now. She felt him against her ass, She spread her cheeks while her male escort spread her pussy with his fingers. She was past speaking or even nodding. She simply let him tell her what to do and what her gigolo wanted from her. Rent a gentleman.

His hand gripped one breast and then the other, tweaking her nipples, rubbing them between his fingers and then grabbing her breasts again, while his other hand continued to delve inside her pussy. Soon, he was also massaging her clit.

Roxanne was panting, knowing that soon she would explode into her climax. And that’s when her gigolo stopped. He abruptly released her and she felt cold and alone, opening her eyes, blinking into the bright lights of the basement.

She was naked, but for her panties, and emotionally stripped bare. The look in his eyes was suddenly so cold and uncaring that she burst into tears. She sunk to her knees. Rent a gentleman.

That was when he came toward her, kneeling down and taking her head in his hands. “Look at me, Roxanne,” her gigolo said. When she met his gaze, her male escort leaned in and kissed her deeply and passionately. A moment later, they were wrapped in each other’s arms, and her gigolo was kissing down her neck and licking the salt and sweat from her breasts.

His hands caressed her body with firm intensity. He continued kissing and licking down her body, licking her belly, and then her legs opened up for him as her gigolo suddenly slid her panties down her thighs and past her ankles. Rent a gentleman.

James’s head dipped down, and her gigolo licked up the slit of her opening before sucking her throbbing clit. Roxanne came unexpectedly, her hips bucking up and down. When she’d finished her climax, James unzipped his fly and reached inside his boxers. Rent a gentleman.

A moment later, his erection was out and her male escort was on top of her. His bodyweight pressing down, the way he’d made love to her, she’d been fantasizing about that ever since. There was a look of deep concentration on his face as her gigolo maneuvered his cock directly against her swollen, dripping entrance. She spread her legs wider and opened for him, opened herself as far as she possibly could. Rent a gentleman.

The head of his cock pushed against her slit, spreading it, pushing past all layers of her trembling flesh. She came again as her male escort pushed deep inside her. His hips pounded against her pelvis, up and down, and her buttocks slapped the basement floor. Rent a gentleman.

The reverberations felt like magic, felt like waves of ecstasy, and she was coming again as his urgent thrusts grew more and more powerful. Soon her gigolo was slamming against her, spreading her open and filling her up and then her gigolo drew out of her.

Greedily, she sat up and took James’s manhood into her mouth. She was flooded by a salty taste, but she sucked it down with relish. She thought to herself that her gigolo tasted amazing, and clean, and perfect. Even as it finished, she was wishing for more. More of him. Rent a gentleman.

Enjoy an amazing moment with a gentleman in Paris and experience the best gigolo in the city of love. Not only he will full fill your fantasy but he will also make sure you remember those moment for ever. Send a mail to James at man.jean@yahoo.fr and receive a quick answer in less than a day. Rent a gentleman.

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I provide ladies with professional & friendly services based on pure companionship without the complications  of traditional relationships. 

Reasons why ladies rent a gentleman:

  • Wanting to be pampered in the privacy of their own home or hotel with a relaxing body rub after a stressful work week
  • In need of a date for a wedding, private party, class reunion, corporate or social event   
  • To fill the void of loneliness, neglect, and lack of attention from their spouse – partner
  • Women alone on business wanting to spend the evening with a sweet, genuine, sexy, non-judgmental gentleman
  • Someone to make them smile, share their inner feelings with, make them feel sexy and special
  • Recently divorced, widowed, and even single mothers who want to get out and have fun with no strings attached
  • Women who are wanting to hire a personal trainer who makes house calls

Whatever the function for which you need a companion, you will find that I am always punctual, reliable, professional and discreet. Always a gentleman for demanding ladies.

Dear Ladies, give me the opportunity to please you in your fantasy in total discretion and safety. Express all your desires and immerse yourself in the pleasure of a sensual experience with a gigolo in a mutual respect with protection. To consume without moderation…

Looking to giving you pleasure with a sensual massage or more, everything is possible. Let’s get to know each other around a drink in a nice lounge bar in Paris without commitment and I’ll tell you everything you burn to know.

Call /Text/Whatsapp James at +33755186013 or email man.jean@yahoo.fr
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Meet a male escort near by the Champs-Élysées

Meet a male escort near by the Champs-Élysées

Suddenly, I received an email from Elizabeth who wanted to meet a male escort at her hotel near by the Champs-Elysées. Below her message was her Facebook link, and when I clicked it, I was taken to a listing of stories. Just glancing at the story descriptions and titles, I saw that she had written everything ranging from group sex to mature sluts.

But before I got started reading her erotic stories, I explored her Facebook page further and found her profile with her own thread in the album section. My heart was racing. I was possibly one click away from seeing her naked for the first time in my life, and that decision wasn’t a hard decision to make.

I opened her thread and was greeted with picture after picture of her nude body, with her face left out of each image. She struck various poses around her bedroom and around the house. She looked slender and delicate, with a soft tone to her. Her upper body looked thin, with her ribs and collar bone visibly protruding, but her hips and thighs had its womanly curves to them. Her breasts were average sized and they sagged a bit, with light pink nipples on full display. And her pubic hairs were neatly trimmed.

I couldn’t get over how gorgeous she looked. After taking in the nude images of her body, I turned my attention back to her stories. I lost track of time flipping through page after page of her beautifully crafted writings.

When I headed upstairs to meet her in a hotel bedroom, I saw Elizabeth at the door, looking prim & proper. She was wearing a long silk blouse with a matching robe on.

My eyes never left her reflection as I stood behind her and held her. My arms wrapped around her waist, just under her breasts, and I squeezed my arms tightly.

As a gentleman, I held her even tighter, letting her feel my growing erection against her rear end.

She didn’t react as my hands moved up to gently squeeze her breasts through her blouse. But it was her eyes that gave away her feelings. They became filled with lust and desire.

As I continued fondling her breast with one hand, I reached beneath her blouse with my other hand rubbed her secret garden through her panties. She still didn’t say a word or try to react, but I took her body’s heart rate and breathing as a sign that she wanted me to continue, so I slipped my hand inside her panties to feel her naked crotch. She was dripping wet.

I obliged, releasing my hands from her body parts and using them to casually pull her robe off her shoulders so that they could fall to the floor. Her face still showed no real reaction as she stood in front of the mirror to watch herself with me behind her. My fingers then moved to the thin straps of her blouse, which hung on her shoulders, and I pulled those off of her as well. Once her blouse fell to the floor, she stood topless. Her panties didn’t remain there long either as she pulled them down herself to reveal her nakedness to me.

My heart nearly skipped a beat from hearing her give herself to me completely. I grabbed her again, this time even tighter, and planted kisses on her bare shoulder and back. I could have turned her around and kissed her mouth and nipples, but that’s not what either of us wanted at the moment. I wanted her to see herself in the mirror as I used her for my sexual gratification. And she had also expressed the same desire in her story to see herself being ravished this way.

Soft breathing escaped her lips when I started kissing her labia. And her breathing became even heavier when I stuck my tongue out and began licking her vaginal lips and tasting her fluids. She tasted and felt wonderful on my mouth, but hearing her moan so openly was what really gave me pleasure. After giving her a few more licks, my throbbing cock couldn’t take it any longer and I desperately needed to ravish her as she had asked.

I stood up and quickly stripped off all of my clothes as fast as I could, with her looking at my nude body in the mirror. I then guided my cock towards her secret garden, and I was able to slid right in because of how soaking wet she had become with my saliva and her bodily fluids. She felt tight and warm. And the moment I went all the way inside her, I saw her face instantly grimace in the mirror from my penetration.

Her words of encouragement drove me wild and I really started going at it. With every thrust I gave, she made different faces which I saw in the mirror. I was incredibly aroused by the sight of her sagging breasts waving back and forth from me fucking her in her bent over position. Hearing her panting and moaning also fueled my arousal, along with the slapping noises our bodies were making together as I ravished her sexually. Soon, all of that took it’s toll on me.

I squeezed her hips as tight as I could and thrusted the way my hormones had been aching for. Stream after stream of cum shot itself inside her vaginal canal, inseminating itself in her womb. It felt like I was about to collapse from incredibly pleasure I was feeling.

She and I lounged in front of the warm fire place after we had sex together. We were both still completely naked. I was sitting on the carpet with my back against the couch, and Elizabeth laid across the floor with her head on my lap.

I began rubbing my fingers through her hair. She lifted her head slightly and gave me a soft kiss on my leg. With her head still on my lap, she looked up at me and smiled. “She likes to joke about how it’s only a matter of time before you and I engage in a little fun.

She then got on all fours and positioned her face towards my crotch and gently kissed the head of my flaccid penis. The first kiss was just her lips pressing itself on me, but the second time, she kissed it harder and more forcefully, causing an immediate reaction on my part.

Her mouth turned its attention back towards my growing erection and planted several more kisses. She brought her hand towards my groin and used her delicate fingers to lift my hard cock, and gave the head of my hard bone a big wet kiss from her puckered lips.

She stuck her tongue out and ran it against the full length of my shaft, tasting her own dried fluids after I had been in her moments earlier. I became even more erect as I felt her tongue bathe me. She licked me up and down, side to side, before swirling her tongue around my head and briefly taking me inside her mouth to suck.

Just as I was in the middle of enjoying her oral pleasure, she pulled her mouth away and got up to kneel over me, with us face-to-face.

I held my saliva covered cock upwards as she asked. She then reached down with her two hands and spread her cheeks apart, leaving her anus wide open for me as she lowered herself. And as soon as the tip of my cock touched her most intimate of areas, she spread the ring of her anus even further so that my head could enter her rectum, which had to struggle it’s way in.

I watched her bite her lower lip while she continued lowering her body on to me, with my cock pushing its way inside her rectal area that felt as tight as a grip of a hand. It was clear that her body was struggling to get used to something foreign going up that tiny little hole in this unnatural act; but it was equally clear by the look on her face that she was enjoying this experience as much as I was.

Her hands clasped around the back of my neck, and with her rectal area loosening up to my hard cock inside of her, she was able to gyrate her hips even more forcefully. She closed her eyes as the pleasure we shared intensified, and her lips began to quiver.

She didn’t have to ask twice and I began furiously rubbing her clitoris with my thumb. And that only served to reinvigorate her as she used even more energy to lift her body up and down on my cock. It wasn’t long until I saw the same look on her face as before, where her eyes squeezed shut and her face twisted with pleasure- she was having another orgasm.

My thumb was relentless in playing with her secret garden as she was enjoying my cock up her. She reached down and also brought one of her own fingers to her secret garden, so that both of us were pleasing her sensitive area together. Her back suddenly arched and her mouth widened, and a stream of clear fluids rushed out from inside her. She was squirting.

She let out a loud scream and even more fluids sprayed itself onto my body and onto the floor. That was more than enough to send me over the edge as well to my inevitable second orgasm inside of her body.

When it was over and the both of us had orgasmed, she collapsed right on top of me, completely exhausted.

***

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Do you know the deepest, darkest sexual fantasies of women?

Do you know the deepest, darkest sexual fantasies of women? Sex, fantasies, of course, are a normal part of life. In our minds, we can engage in risky behaviors without consequences and deliver our inner monster without being judge.

But there are women who are not sufficiently stimulated by erotic dreams, they want more, they want to live intense moments with a man they do not know and will convince them to reveal their sexual desires more taboos.

Men can walk down the street and imagine sleeping with every girl they see, but for women this fantasy is much more illegal. While men can behave like animals in heat, women are supposed to be chaste and pure. But they do not not always want to be.

“In restaurants, I always have a fantasy of a quickie in the toilet with the waiter,” said Sasha, 29 “I like the idea of spontaneity combined with the idea that it’s someone I never see never again. This is the freedom to be as dirty as I want. ”

The fantasy of sex with a stranger is rarely a tender love. In an instant, a woman throws a glance at a passerby, she envisions a virile and quick sex moment, no names exchanged, squeezing him against a wall in an alley. Theoretically, this is the perfect scenario: a fast unattached, and do not worry if it misbehaves orgasm.

While many women like to take control in bed, others are attracted by the idea of being made completely powerless. “I envision a guy tying me and taking advantage of me,” says Laura, 25 “This is not a violent thing; I have no desire to have a man but I want his strength on me.

This is succumbing to pleasure. “In fact, the total submission is one of the most common female fantasies.” Many women are raised to believe that sex is bad, so enjoying it can cause a lot of guilt, “says Drew Ramsey, Ph.D. psychiatrist at the Medical Center of the University of Columbia.
“In such a way it’s not something that the woman is doing, but something that she is forced to do.”

Erica, 26, likes to imagine a man tying and even using a headband. “I like the idea that he is using my body for his pleasure,” she said. “I imagine being helpless and unable to move, then he comes out of my mouth and rubbed my breasts and any where else . ”

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I called a male companion to come to my room

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I called a male companion to come to my room after a dinner in Paris, I was a bundle of nerves. I stared at him, his height and breadth filling my doorway as he leaned with one shoulder against the frame. I wanted a male escort experience to feel like a woman taken by a real man.

I watched him obsessively, unable to keep my gaze from wandering him. My male escort was everything masculine, powerful and help me, I was dreaming hot. My heart started to thump from a potent mixture of fear and lust. My male escort looked me up and down.

My gigolo guided me onto a chair, arranging me so that I was straddling him with my knees on either side of his thighs, holding me in place with one hand at my waist.

My male escort slipped his other hand between my parted legs to test my wetness. I sat frozen as he brushed his fingertips through my soaking curls and slipped them between the slick lips of my pussy, seeking out my engorged clit.

My gigolo gazed into my eyes as he worked two fingers up and down either side of the sensitive flesh, and my eyelids drifted closed from the wonderful sensation.

Then he lightly pinched the tip, where every movement of his exploring digits was intensified, amplified, and I cried out, my head falling back. My male escort soothed me again with gentle stroking, the slow rhythm promising so much more to come.

My gigolo continued his evocative massage of my intimate flesh. I leaned forward with my hands on his shoulders and pressed my lips eagerly to his. It was a sweet moment then his mouth moved against mine and I opened, inviting him inside. James was gentle but firm, confident, his velvet tongue sweeping in to brush against mine and explore me. The combined potency of his taste and the assertive way he filled my mouth sent my senses into a whirling hurricane of erotic pleasure.

I tried to capture his sleek tongue, wanting to suck on it and draw out more of his essence. My gigolo let me have my way for a moment then set out to sample the tastes and textures of my palate, the soft skin of my inner cheeks and the sensitive, almost ticklish surfaces just inside my mouth. My gigolo sucked, probed and stroked, first deeply then less so, withdrawing to lick and nibble provocatively while I gasped and breathed in his breath, drowning in the flavors of him.

Then he shifted his head, sealing our lips together at a different angle, and plunged into my mouth again, leaving no part untouched, unclaimed. All the while he kept up the leisurely manipulation of my clit, his clever fingers never faltering.
It was overwhelming, the sheer intimacy of his mouth devouring mine so passionately and his fingers exploring me so elementally.
My gigolo drew back, panting, and waited for me to drag my heavy eyelids open and meet his burning stare. Then, ever so slowly, he sank a long finger into my cunt.

I nodded helplessly. My male escort had both hands between my legs now, spreading my labia wide with one so that my clit protruded defenselessly, utterly exposed to his exploration. My gigolo dipped his fingers in and out of my channel, spreading my juices all over me, until I was a slick mass of sensitive skin under his touch.

I hold up my breasts and offer him my nipples. I cup the heavy flesh and lean toward him, shuffling my knees farther onto the chair to get closer to his mouth. His lips closed over the sensitive tip and a burst of pleasure traveled through my body to my pussy.

My gigolo drew my responsive nipple deep into his mouth where he rubbed it with the flat of his tongue before flicking it rapidly then rubbing it again. I arched my back, pushing my boob to his lips, wordlessly begging for more, and was rewarded by his greedy sucking. Then he let the nipple pop out the corner of his mouth.

My male escort engulfed the other nipple in his mouth, leaving me to play with the one that was already wet and exquisitely sensitive from his ministrations. I rolled it and pulled it, and he watched while he gripped the other nerve-laden nub between his teeth and tormented it with his tongue.

My body was shaking with huge tremors, racked by impending orgasm, when I felt him enter my channel with two fingers, one from his left hand and one from his right. My gigolo slid them deep, hooked them against my slippery internal walls and stretched me open. I cried out and bucked against his fingers but his grip stayed firm.

My male escort slipped my breast from his lips. James added another finger from each hand, stretching me beyond anything I’d ever experienced before. I whimpered and clutched at his chest, feeling the unforgiving hardness of his body, wanting it.

My gigolo withdrew his fingers, shifted me back a little, and rubbed my glistening juices onto his cock. Then he held it upright, away from his body. James saw me measuring it with my eyes.

My male escort really was huge. I tamped down a sudden flash of nerves and lifted up one leg, putting my foot on the seat of the chair next to his thigh so I could position myself over his dick. James helped me fit the bulbous head against my opening and I paused for a moment, gathering my courage, feeling him pulsing against me.

My gigolo made no move, leaving it to me to lower myself onto his fearsome length. His eyes were fixed on the point of our juncture and his face was flushed with passion along his prominent cheekbones.

I removed my foot and put my knee back down so I was straddling him again, and that small change pushed the blunt tip of his cock through the tight, clenching muscles that guarded my entrance.

My gigolo was in—just barely, but definitely within my body. I gasped at the way he stretched me and froze for a moment, trying to adjust to the feeling of him. He’d prepared me well and I felt my walls ease around him.

I lowered myself in increments, acutely aware of his ingress parting my channel, forging deep into the tender tissues beyond the reach of any fingers. It was a spectacular moment of intimacy, of taking and being taken, of voluptuous pleasure-pain.

I think we both wanted it to last forever, so intense was the gratification, but at last he was seated in me to the hilt and I was overwhelmed with an almost unbearable feeling of fullness and tightness.

I could hardly will myself to move but he took over, lifting me, his brawny arms bulging, until he could move his hips beneath me and slide in and out, each stroke leaving me breathless.

My gigolo set up a slow rhythm, much too slow, clearly determined to enjoy my body to the utmost, smiling while I begged and whimpered for release. I was half out of my mind with the need to come and I ran my hands over my own body, squeezing my breasts, then tried to rub my clit.

I glared at him and he swiveled his hips, probing new and sensitive places deep within my body. James slid lower in the chair and parted his legs more, driving my thighs farther apart. My gigolo was looking past me on the right again and I knew he was watching our reflections in the mirror. I glanced back and shivered. I could see where we were joined, his thick cock plunging in and out of me, and, higher, my ass cheeks were spread and my tightly puckered hole was clearly visible.

As I watched he transferred his hands from my waist to my ass, pulling my cheeks even farther apart and probing at my dark side with his middle finger. The sight of his big, tanned hands on my white butt and his long finger rubbing over my back hole was extremely erotic and I watched in mesmerized fascination as he spread juices from my pussy over the ruched opening.

My reasoning mind was so overwhelmed with sensation and arousal that by the time I realized what he was going to do, it was too late. The tip of the little vibrator was already burrowing into my ass. It was going where no man had gone before.

I leaned forward and buried my face in his neck as he worked it in slowly, pausing often to smear my juices on it. My male escort stopped thrusting into my cunt, leaving his cock wedged deep inside me as he inexorably manipulated the uncompromising plastic length of the vibrator into my ass.

I sank my teeth into his neck as the pain intensified from a twinge to a burn but he kept going until only the base was visible. Then he pumped his hips under me again. I bit him a second time, overwhelmed by the intense sensation of the double penetration.

My gigolo thrust frantically and brought his left hand around to rub my clit with his thumb. James worked my nub intently. And I came, the orgasm bursting out of me, great spasms of clenching and releasing, waves of unprecedented intensity.

At some point during the cataclysm he withdrew the vibrator from my dark hole, which triggered a second, more acute climax. I took him with me over the edge and felt him coming me in the condom as his body jerked and strained beneath mine.

When it was finally over I collapsed on top of him, utterly limp and exhausted, aftershocks still rocking me deep inside. We lay like that for a long time, his softened cock still within my body. Thank James for such magical male experience.

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How music can improve your sex life

How music can improve your sex life? When it comes to becoming intimate dead silence does not always promote a sexy atmosphere. A little background noise can create a pleasant atmosphere, as long as it’s the right kind of sound.

For example, you can turn to television, but you may be distracted by cultural programs and entertainment.

Listen to the radio or your favorite CD is a safer option. You and your partner are likely to enjoy the music in the background to make love. But why not take this idea a step further and create your own erotic music playlist?

When I meet a woman, I always take the time to know her by asking a few questions to adapt to her and to propose a playlist that will match her.

The idea here is to schedule a series of songs in a way that sets the mood and adds a deeper level of enjoyment to privacy. It’s not so easy to do.

I begin by collecting feelings that my partner will love. Then I will now arrange the songs in an order that could match our meeting. I will follow a natural flow and ebb. For example, I’ll start with something slow and sweet, pick up the passion with mid-tempo songs, and follow with something with a true pounding. Finish with a sexy music with a gradual slowdown.

I use technology to create a playlist. For example, programming a sequence with my iphone that will mix songs like a pro DJ.

How many songs should be in the playlist? To be honest, it depends on how much time you spend with me.
But don’t worry, my playlists are very long as will be our passionate lovemaking.

Why incorporate music into the sensual relationship? There are many music raisons.It keeps a certain part of our spirit employed. You know, the occupied part that makes you anxious and thinking at work or what is in the fridge. This side of the brain must be off if we want to focus on the physical sensations and emotional connection.

Now, some people may not have any problems and their spirit is not distracted during sex, but many women would need help to stay focused in these moments.

In addition, music affects us both emotionally and physiologically. We literally feel the music in our bodies, which means that the right kind of music can stimulate erotic feelings. Listen to music while we enjoy in these intimate moments, it can make the experience more physically and emotionally satisfying.

Each new song on the playlist can give us energy or score a natural point to start something different. I am mindful and I align myself to the rhythm of my playlist to give you pleasure.

You might think that the idea of a list of erotic songs sounds like a cliché, but you will be impressed by the effort that will make special our encounter. This unique soundtrack will only be for us.

When used correctly, music can be exciting, exciting and sexy. It really is the perfect complement to love.

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Naked companionship for ladies, the male escort walked back into the bedroom where Kate still lay, her blond hair spread over the pillow. She looked at him as he approached, her expression wary, a mixture of sadness and desire in her eyes.

The gigolo sat down on the bed beside her and reached out a hand to touch her cheek. Her eyes were shiny, brimming with moisture. She turned fully on her back, watching him beneath her lashes. He could see her indecision, and he didn’t want to give her a chance to change her mind.

He stood beside the bed and trailed his fingers over her breasts, stroked her puckered nipples then caressed his way over her soft belly.

“Spread your legs,” he said.

Madam hesitated just a moment before relaxing her legs, allowing her thighs to part, giving him a tantalizing view of her pussy. Silky blond curls guarded her tender pink flesh.

“Touch yourself,” he said huskily. “Open yourself for me.”

Her right hand glided slowly down her stomach until it hovered over the soft mound. After a brief pause, her fingers slid into the folds, spreading until he could see the opening to her horny pussy and her swollen cherry.

Her middle finger stroked once then twice over the quivering bud. She moaned softly and closed her eyes. God, she was sexy. Head thrown back, hair streaming over the sheets, her lips parted as a sigh escaped them.

The companioship for ladies crawled onto the bed, positioning himself at her feet. He bent down and pressed his lips to the inside of her ankle. Gently grasping her slender leg in his hand, he kissed a path upward, licking and nibbling.

When he reached the juncture of her thighs, he scooted down to her other foot and began again, giving this leg the same tender treatment.

Her breath caught when he nipped the inside of her thigh. His lips hovered over her pussy, and he smiled as he felt her hold herself in anticipation.

James moved instead to her belly and blazed a wet trail up her taut abdomen to the swells of her breasts.

“Oh…” The gasp escaped her lips as he sucked her nipple between his teeth.

Her hand left her pussy, and she dug her fingers into his hair, holding him to her breast.

He tugged himself away and moved his body up until his face hovered over hers. He kissed her, wanting to taste her, wanting to capture her sweet sounds into his mouth. He wanted to absorb every inch of her, make her forget everything but the fact that he was here with her.

Kate broke away with a ragged breath. She sucked in mouthfuls of air before James captured her mouth once again. He moved with urgency. He touched her, kissed her like no one had ever done it before.

Hot, wild, she wanted to crawl right out of her skin. Restless and aching, she could no longer remain still, no longer allow him control.

She pushed at him, rolling him off her. He looked at her with bewildered eyes as she rose over him, letting her hair spill onto his chest.

Placing both her hands on his shoulders, she lowered her head and consumed his lips in a hungry, carnal kiss. Too long had she gone without the close physical intimacy she craved, and now she wasn’t content to lie back and allow him to call the shots.

When she pulled away to gasp for breath, she saw the surprise in his eyes, but she also saw something else. Want. Need. Curiosity. Desire.

A smile curved her lips. A wicked smile she hoped.

The lady straddled his body of companionship for ladies, shoving his arms upward. He arched one brow but allowed her to dictate his movements. When his hands were above his head, she trailed her fingers down the undersides of his arms until she reached his broad chest.

My partner shifted her body until she cradled his cock between her legs. Hard, thick, it brushed against her wetness, and she rubbed up and down, loving the electric currents that raced through her body every time her cherry nudged the head of his hard bone.

She leaned forward and nipped at his neck. Lightly at first, then she sank her teeth into the corded muscle behind his ear. He groaned and shifted underneath her. He started to lower his arms, but she sat up and put both hands on his chest in protest.

The beauty put a finger over his lips as he had done hers earlier. She reached between them with her other hand and grasped his swollen cock. With a twist of her hips, she positioned him at her entrance and slid down, engulfing him.

She trembled, shaking with the force of her desire. She groaned aloud while James devoured her breasts. A flutter started low in her abdomen and raced upward until tension coalesced in her chest and expanded into her throat. Her mouth went dry. She was having the best climax of her life with the magician of pleasure.

***

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Best moments with your male escort

Best moments in life with your male escort

Some of the best moments in life are the ones with your male escort and you can’t tell anyone about. You can get a massage from a professional right in your own home, and don’t have any of the hassle of going out!  Now, just close your eyes and imagine it, a whole evening to yourself.  You light aromatic candles and take an hour long soak in your favorite jasmine scented bubble bath. You will meet a gentleman and be treated to a royal massage.

Linda did call for such promising service and an hour later, Linda opened the door and said “Come in…” but the rest of the sentence died in her throat.  She was surprised to see such elegant man.  “Good evening Madam, my name is James and I’m here for your massage for the best moments in life.”

James asked her if she preferred sandalwood or jasmine oil, as he had brought both.  She selected the jasmine in a businesslike manner, unable to summon an imperious manner.  After all, she was lying almost naked in her deserted home about to have her body massaged by an Adonis years younger than she was.  Her blush returned.  James poured the oil over his hands and rubbed them in his best professional manner.  He was going to have to be very careful with this customer.  Most of the housewives he worked for were very flirtatious, and many of them were pretty free with their hands as he worked.  This one seemed to be sort of shy, and he didn’t need any complaints…but she was really pretty.

He began as always, with her hands.  He rubbed them softly and thoroughly, paying attention to the taut muscles under her thumbs.  Linda marveled at the release of tension from muscles she never consciously thought about.  His hands travelled slowly up her arms, leaving a tingly warmth in their wake, along with blissful relaxation.  Linda forgot about her almost nudity and gave herself up to the experience for the best moments in life.

This had been a great idea!  His hands stopped at her shoulders and moved down to begin at her toes.  He found more tense muscles that she never thought about, but the relaxation he induced was incredible.  She moaned with pleasure.  James kept up a steady stream of soft chatter, practiced to lull his more nervous clients.  Her moan of pleasure caught his attention and he looked up at her closed eyes.

The blush she had on her face earlier had been replaced by a hot flush, and her face wore a big smile.  He doubted that she realized it, but her body had shifted involuntarily to give him greater access to her feet, and her legs had spread wide enough to allow him a glance at the shadowed blonde bush between her legs.

He leaned forward quickly to hide the hard on forming in his tight white pants.  Linda’s tongue was poking out through her lips, and her breathing was a bit uneven.  He massaged her ankles, calves and knees, and her legs widened further.  His strong hands kneaded the muscles of her thighs, and as he kneaded higher, her legs opened far enough that the towel began to part, exposing more of her slender body to his eyes.  His face was very near her barely covered pelvis, and her hips had begun to move very slightly beneath the towel.

Linda could feel his hot breath on her skin beneath the towel.  She was aware that the towel had exposed more of her than she wanted to show, but she was unable to refuse the sensations running through her belly.  She was mortified…she knew she should cover herself, maybe ask for a drink and cool down a bit.  She couldn’t bring herself to stop him, she wanted him to see the moisture forming between the lips of her pussy.  She wanted to feel his hands reach beneath the towel for the best moments in life.

James saved them both by adjusting the towel and asking her to roll over on her belly.  He worked the back of her body as slowly and thoroughly as he had massaged her front.  He opened the back  of the towel and slid it down until the cleft of her butt showed, and firmly began to stroke her back.  She pressed her hips down on the table’s surface, gaining some release from the fire that had been generated in her middle.

She felt his hands grazing the sides of her breasts, consciously willing him to reach further down and touch more of her.  Her hips had begun to hunch against the table surface slowly.  She tried to will herself to stop moving, but she only succeeded in raising her chest slightly off the table, encouraging his hands to touch more of her breasts.  She began to whimper, her pelvis rotating, sending waves of pleasure throughout her midsection.  Her hips twitched and the towel fell to the floor.

Her spread legs exposed her damp twitching pussy to his gaze.  She was embarrassed. She was ashamed. She was hot!   She rolled to her back, staring at the beautiful sweating man.  She slowly spread her legs wide, heels up on the table.  She reached for him, pulling him to her by his tight tee shirt.  Linda, now wallowing in physical sensations she had been missing for two years, held his curly dark hair and kissed his full sweet lips. Her probing tongue took it’s time exploring his perfect teeth for the best moments in life.

Her passion, untapped for so long, flowered inside her until she was consumed.  She reached for the shrouded hardness at his crotch, reveling in the feel of his hardness.  She encouraged the exploration of his hands, pressing her breasts into them.  She shivered when he touched her between her legs in her most secret of places, thrusting her open pussy at his seeking fingers.

She kissed him deeply, her passion rising as she felt the hard length of him slide between her legs.  She rose above him, centering her clit on the bottom of his hard cock, moving her hips gently so that she slid back and forth wetly on it. It was excruciatingly pleasurable.  James grasped her shoulders and rolled her over onto her back.  He traced his way down her body, his tongue leaving shiny wet tracks.  He kissed and licked her toes. Linda arched her back in surprise as he kissed the sides and arch of her feet, unable to believe the incredible sensations she was feeling for the best moments in life.  How could her feet be an erogenous zone?  He kissed her ankles, and when he licked gently at the back of her knees she had to bite back a scream of pleasure.

James kissed inside her thighs, taking his time to put a condom, beginning to lightly bite at the flesh, then kissing and licking the delicate surfaces.  When he reached the now swollen lips of her pussy, he licked all around them, but went on past to the sensitive area of skin beneath her navel.  Linda’s hands were clenched in his hair.  She moaned and writhed, her legs opening and closing spasmodically.  By the time he reached her neck she was panting and shuddering.  Linda had long since given up wondering which new part of her body would turn into an erogenous zone, James’s tongue had worked magic.  Every place he touched, licked, kissed, or nibbled brought her to the very edge of cumming for the best moments in life.

James took a deep breath, and hilted himself in her throbbing pussy.  Linda bucked wildly, driving herself upwards, cumming around the hot cock buried inside her.  “Cum with me James!”  The words came out strangled as she writhed beneath him.  Unable to hold back any longer, James did not have to move.  Her hot breath in his ear and the jarring effect of her words unleashed the torrent built up within him.

***

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The mouth of her male escort was sweet, silken heat.

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The mouth of her male escort was sweet, silken heat. It seared his senses, fired a passion she swore she’d never felt before. She opened his mouth over hers, driving his tongue between her full lips, and entered paradise.

The door at her back was unforgiving, allowing him to feel every soft inch of her body as he pressed her into it. Firm, ripe breasts, nipples spiking into his chest. Womanly hips and belly, just the way he liked them. The hollow of her thighs nestled his sweetly, allowing him slight access to the center of her body. The only thing he couldn’t feel, he grabbed with both hands—a high, full ass that yielded to his touch just enough for a firm, perfect grip. She felt faultless, fitting him like a missing puzzle piece, and her kiss tasted of heat and hunger and a desperate need to match his own.

They explored the evening stubble covering his cheeks and chin, rubbed against the sharp prickles of hair marching down his throat, then drove upward to sink into the sides of his hair and grip tight as he nibbled the tip of her tongue. Panting breaths filled the space between them as they devoured each other, need mounting with every exhale. The need for more. A need he couldn’t deny.

Hands shaking with the sheer force of his desire, my escort toy eased along the curve of her ass, his heart kicking at the lack of panty lines, then smoothed around to her nipped-in waist and up the soft contours of her rib cage. Losing the press of her body against his chest just about killed him, but her breasts waited, beckoning, and he needed his hands on them.

Then her lips were against his, her breath moist as she whispered into his mouth, He hooked his fingers in the low neckline of her dress and pulled, taking the lace of her bra with them. He could feel the rapid pounding of her heart but kept his gaze locked with hers.

In seconds her breasts were on display for him, and he dropped desperate eyes to see her. Beautiful, creamy mounds with hard pink nipples stretched toward him. This hot gentleman traced the blue veins mapping the route to those delectable tips, circling each sensitive nub before moving along another line, then back again.

The last harness on his control broke in that moment. There was no going slow, no patience, no thought left. Only fast. Hard. Now. That was all he knew. Her breast in his mouth, he sent one hand seeking under the hem of her stretchy skirt. When he encountered skin, he popped off her nipple to curse soundly before taking the swollen peak lightly between his teeth and searching out the apex of her thighs.

Moist heat coated the lace at her crotch as he moved it aside. She lifted a knee to ride his hip, giving him better access, and he immediately drove two fingers straight in. She bucked against him, her channel spasming around his fingers, locking him inside as her pleasure detonated like an out-of-control rocket.

The feel of her orgasm sparked emotion deep in his chest that the gigolo knew better than to acknowledge. Instead he rubbed her sweet button lightly with his thumb, setting her off again. She was tight, tighter than he’d expected, and he had to work to thrust his fingers far enough inside to stroke the rough surface of her G-spot. She gasped, almost choking, her shock apparent. He swallowed the sound with a desperate kiss, wringing every nuance of pleasure from her body before releasing her mouth.

As she trembled against him, lost in the afterglow, The man jerked desperately at the zipper of his pants, smearing her cream over the material in the process. In record time, he put a condom. He adjusted her leg higher on his thigh, bent his knees, and thrust home.

Instead he rocked them from side to side, easing the constriction surrounding him. The wet heat of her earlier release teased his sheathed bar as he nibbled and sucked the muscle along the side of her neck. Gradually her grip changed to needy clutching as he slid his mouth down to her breast, licking one softening nipple until it stood sharp and proud once more before taking it between his lips and torturing her with pleasure.

Not until her body vibrated with hunger did he begin to thrust, and the feel of her so tight around him, arching into him, grinding her secret flower against his pelvic bone, sent him over the edge in thirty seconds flat. Not near soon enough. Or long enough. He angled his hips, the broad head of his still-hard shaft dragging along her G-spot, and with one more press on her secret garden, she exploded, this time around his ultra sensitive stick, amazing him when she pulled him with her once more into the abyss.

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