Expert hands

Secret garden of a lady

Expert hands

Expert hands to explore her body, she told me. My mission was clear and I accepted it with joy because nothing is more beautiful than a woman who lets go in my arms.

***

My gentleman in Paris must have found that I was hungry, he has no idea how much. The moment I have spent with him has opened the breach from which my desire and my appetite are flowing in torrents, and I intend to satisfy them. Will I ever make it? I do not know, I feel totally insatiable.

Despite the strange feeling that has invaded me, after the fact, I want more. It’s probably, after all, just a passing moment of confusion from a vigorous exercise session. I like this powerful wave that drives me to adventures that previously only marginally interested me.

diner with a gentleman

diner with a gentleman

Today, everything seems possible to me. I want to play the libertine, to see and taste the beautiful manhood of my gentleman in all possible positions.

I like this gigolo for ladies, make it drift with desire and become the goddess who will enjoy, appointment after meeting. The one he wants to see again, own, who will make it hard at a glance. He will be happy to satisfy my every wish.

We had our meeting at a luxury bar near my home on the last Friday of November 2020. The exchanges had been frequent, but he did not share any photos for privacy reasons because my male escort had a public job that he wanted to preserve, and I was eager to see if it was consistent with what I expected.

Images more daring than the others invaded my head and I let them run free. My belly throbbed with anticipation and that was all that mattered. I was going to erase all traces of my ex on my body, if not my soul, and it was time. The gentleman I saw was even more seductive than I had imagined. Tall, slim, elegant in his navy blue suit with his white shirt.

Riding my gentleman

Riding my gentleman

All a specimen. I detailed it from head to toe. I gauged his vigorous body without scruples as if he were only an object of covetousness; I was free to “consume” it or not. He kissed me on the cheeks, lingering to smell my hair and smell my perfume.

I smiled, knowing that the game was won. A part that I never thought I’d play but, oddly, did not intimidate me in the least. I needed a drink to forget how strange this situation was, bordering on the absurd.

After exchanging banalities and happily discussing our respective lives, I ordered another cocktail, a question of drowning my last inhibitions.

In a few minutes, I would be naked with this stranger for the sole purpose of making love. It was surreal and exciting at the same time. My gigolo was charming, laughing and passionate, indeed. In talking to me, he multiplied small seductive gestures.

A hand on my thigh, in my neck. Compliments that he did to me amake me feel so good and flattering my ego as much as my confidence. James was nice and attractive. and he was going to give me pleasure.

Discovery Paris

Discovery Paris

A man who liked giving pleasure to women was not so common. I found it reassuring to see that he was my kind of man. I lived in a big apartment. He did not have the opportunity to visit the place because, as soon as we arrived, I dragged him to my room. The urgency with which his mouth possessed mine surprised me.

I was curious, hungry, eager to discover his body. I undressed hastily, revealing his shoulders, his chest and finally his buttocks. In front, he was even more appetizing. His cock was already standing, curious too, ready to take service. I had a thought for my ex who was really not motivated.

His desire for me was huge looking at the attributes of my male escort. I knelt before him and took that wonder between my lips. I annoyed, teased, sliding my tongue around and on all its impressive length. It was stamping in my mouth and it was too long since I had tasted such vigor.

Then I swallowed him as much as I could, rejoicing at his astonishment and his appreciative cheers, until he interrupted me. He undressed me, caressing my body as he discovered it. It was fantastic. His mouth caressed the skin of my neck and my breasts while his hand, already between my thighs, caressed me with talent.

His hands on me

His hands on me

My lover lay down and spread my legs before burying his greedy face. He licked me, sucked me, looked at me with a touching desire. A finger slipped into me, quickly joined by a second and another, again, spreading my flesh, digging my belly from where already flowed a most pleasant moisture.

With the thumb of his other hand, he caressed my secret garden vigorously. A few minutes of this ride was enough to flank my first orgasm in the belly. I did not know it was the first in a long series, but it was so intense that I stopped thinking.

Slipping a piece of latex like a well-bred gentleman, James finally sank into me at once, raising my legs on his chest, penetrating deep in my pussy. He was a real wizard with his wand.

For what seemed like hours, different positions were tested. I rode him enthusiastically, until my legs flanked. This man turned me over, grabbed my hips and rushed so much that my pussy was almost crushed.

Taking off her panty

Taking off her panty

It was acrobatic, exhausting, wonderful, exhausting, divine. With his body crashing on my ass raised, his hand between my thighs caressing me in a frantic pace, it was impossible for me to keep a record of my orgasms. #guinnessworldrecords

There was seduction, between us, thanks to a succession of effective caresses, lavished for a specific purpose, like a match during which several goals would have been counted on both sides.

James was not very talkative and I liked it. This male escort was delivering more than a performance. Fun with a gentleman charm, it was obvious, and it was I alone who took advantage of it. It belonged to me, the time to take pleasure. My lover had something to prove and I was certainly not going to interfere with his hard work.

I have never been so hungry. But now, I wanted to slip my lips on his whole body, my tongue leaves soft streaks of desire on his skin. My eyes plunged into his, I slip on him and draws in me without further preamble.

Our kisses are expressed, our languages ​​are searching for each other, sneaking around. Small licks translating impatience to deep twists, slight nibbling of our lips to the warm breath of his breath to my ear, I run while motionless, his tail filled me with all its vigorous sweetness.

How have I been able to miss this for so many years, I have time to catch up, hours of fun to recover and here is the gentleman I need to get there.

His hands on her bottom

His hands on her bottom

I stand up to bury it even deeper in me and my male escort paris moaned, an air of intense concentration clenching his beautiful face. I know he would like me to take him on a wild ride, but I prefer to just feel him there.

I undulate, rocking the hips gently to appropriate his entire manhood and after a few minutes of this ride, it’s me who no longer.

James makes me rock, submits to me under the force of his assault and enters me, symbolically or not. James is also deeply rooted in my body.

My lover’s hands grab mine and his chest leans against mine; James stretches my arms over my head, forcing me to an abandonment that I do not hold in the least.

Taking me like an animal

Taking me like an animal

Our sweats mingle and we wave together again while my legs imprison it securely. We belong to ourselves and no disturbing thought comes to ruin this unique moment.

My gasps, and my heartbeat accelerate announcing the arrival of a powerful orgasm. I let myself go, I go cowardly and finally I shout his name as stars illuminate my eyes with pleasure. He begins to growl like a beast while he gives me vigorous kidney shots while enjoying violently.

***

All women want to have fun. As a gentleman male escort for demanding women, I offer you the security of my professionalism and my experience which will allow you to be sure that your evening will be successful and will allow you to let go completely.

Everything I do will be for your pleasure only … This experience will allow you to discover the letting go which will give you a total release. Live an appointment with me is reserved for adult women, a magical evening out of time lived in mutual respect with protection.

Contact me to make an appointment and set a date when we can together explore your sexuality and find the best way to satisfy you.

Looking forward to do your loving. James

☎ +33755186013
@ man.jean@yahoo.fr
https://escortboy.org


male escort boy shower

Sex therapy

Sex Therapy

When we got back to his male escort’s hotel suite, he carried me inside and laid me on his fluffy bed. It smelled really fresh and clean. I watched him as he made his way around the room, closing blinds and pulling curtains shut. After each one he would look back at me as if he was waiting for me to change my mind or something. No chance, this was my moment, I wanted to do this as a Sex Therapy, I had to do this for personal reasons. When he finished, he came to me and picked me up again. James carried me to the bathroom and turned on the shower, never saying a word.

sex therapy in a shower

sex therapy in a shower

My mind was racing, along with my hormones and nerves. He slowly pulled off my jacket and let it fall to the floor, watching my eyes, still waiting for a sign to stop. He wasn’t getting any. He unbuckled my belt and slowly pulled it all the way out. When it slid across my skin, it gave me a shiver and I took a deep breath. He let it fall to the floor. He knelt down in front of me, never looking away from my eyes and slowly pulled my boots and socks off. As I was looking down at him, I felt naughty.

I liked that feeling, a lot. Carefully, he reached up to my waist and undid each button, one at a time, on my jeans. As each button popped open I could feel it in my chest like the drums in my favorite rock song. I felt nervous that I was going to be naked soon, but the excitement of the way he was undressing me slowly diminished that feeling. He pulled my pants down and I stepped out of them. His eyes were still locked to mine.

The Sex Therapy gentleman for demanding women stood and took the bottom of my shirt and slowly pulled it over my head and let it drop to the floor. Then he reached around and undid my bra in one easy motion. When his arms touched my bare skin, I could feel my nipples harden and became aware of the wanting and the wetness between my legs. Here I was in nothing but my panties in front of someone I’d just met. The nervousness was gone now and I was more than okay with it. My breasts were heaving and I was almost panting at this point.

Gigolo's breast shower massage

Gigolo’s breast shower massage

He knelt in front of me again and very slowly pulled my panties down. I stepped out of them. He moved them aside and stood. I felt free, not embarrassed or stripped, because the way my male escort looked at me made me feel sexier than I’d ever felt. He pulled his shirt off. I wanted to look so badly but he hadn’t left my eyes and I couldn’t pull out. He kicked off his shoes and brought his feet up and took off his socks. I noticed how agile he was and wondered what moves he’d show me next.

The gigolo put his hands on his pants button and hesitated, he was giving me every opportunity to stop, but this was what I wanted, what I needed. My eyes were asking him to keep going. He unbuttoned and unzipped, and down they went. He kicked them away. Our eyes were still locked. I could tell he was naked. I didn’t know if his underwear went with his pants or if he wasn’t wearing any, and I could also tell he had a beautiful iron bar. I was so fucking turned on. I wanted to look at him, I wanted to touch him, why did he have to be so sensual?

Lady caressing her gigolo's cock

Lady caressing her gigolo’s cock

He reached back and opened the shower door. I walked toward it. I had to leave his eyes, finally, to step in, and he followed. I turned to him, put my arms around him and started kissing him. He tasted delicious. My hands were exploring every inch of his upper body.

Our eyes locked again. He slowly squeezed shampoo into his hands, rubbed them together, and lathered up my hair, massaging my head. It felt so good I had to close my eyes for a moment. He took my hand and squeezed some shampoo into it. I reached up and massaged his head, his hair felt thick and healthy. I pressed my fingers hard against his scalp. He ever so lightly pushed me back so my hair was under the shower head. I closed my eyes and let it wash over me as he ran his hands through, rinsing the suds. Every time his hand touched the back of my neck, I got a tingling sensation between my legs. We kissed again, slowly, I pulled him to me so his head was under the water, too. I ran my fingers through his hair until it felt like the suds were gone.

male escort boy shower

male escort boy shower

I pushed him back until he was against the wall and kissed him more urgently, I could feel his hardness against my stomach and I wanted it inside me. I sucked on his tongue and bit his lip. Then I pulled back and I looked at him, all of him.

I took him by the hand and led the way to his bed. Both of us were soaking wet. I pushed him down on the bed and opened his night stand drawer, assuming that if he had condoms, this was where they’d be. I pulled out a condom and opened it. I wanted to put it on him, but I had no experience doing that, so I handed it to him. I watched him slowly set it on the head and roll it down the shaft.

Fuck Sex Therapy! That was sexy. She climbed on top of him and started kissing him, hard. She was rocking her secret garden against his cock and She was on the verge of taking him in when he turned quickly and was on top of her.

“Fuck me now,” She said, pleading. Her male escort looked into my eyes. He slowly put his cock right against her opening and very slowly moved his hips back and forth, putting pressure against her, but not entering her.

“Please, James.” I tried to thrust my hips forward enough to feel him inside me. I arched my back and he leaned down and put his mouth over my hard nipple, sucking on it briefly before moving to the other side. I moaned. He pulled his cock away from me and kissed my stomach, then back up to my nipples, and he was against me again. He was driving me crazy.

“James, I want you to fuck me for my Sex Therapy.” I was looking right into his eyes. He pressed harder against me. “Yes,” I whispered, our eyes were locked. He was beginning to enter me.

hot shower with my male escort

hot shower with my male escort

The man pulled back, opened his night stand drawer, and grabbed some lubricant. He put it on his finger and put it against me. He rubbed my love button and then slid his finger inside me, watching my eyes with every move. He put another finger inside me and I was losing my mind. He pulled his fingers out and rubbed some lubricant on himself, and then he was pushing against me again.

“Just fuck me now,” I whispered loudly. He pushed forward, he was partially inside me when he stopped, watching my reaction. It hurt, a lot, but I didn’t want him to stop. I had to do this.

James pulled her down and pushed inside her, his thick head stretching her pussy. It was so damn good, she gasped. He pushed her down, using his hands on her waist to screw her further onto his love muscle. He fucked her in and out hard and fast. When he finally hit bottom, filling her in a way she’d never forget, he pulled her back against his chest and kissed her neck, whispering.

She had never had an orgasm like that, not even with her vibrator. James was really the best Sex Therapy she ever had.

***

Sex Therapy for women: All women deserve to receive it. As a gentleman for demanding women, I offer you the security of my professionalism and my experience that will allow you to be sure that my Sex Therapy will please you and that your eyes will be shining at our next meeting.

The Sex Therapy can teach you how to let go like an education of your senses that will provide you with a unique entertainment for adults in mutual respect with protection.

Contact me to arrange the details of your own Sex Therapy and you will get it on the date you want.

looking forward to meeting you. James

☎ +33755186013
@ man.jean@yahoo.fr


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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.

Let me introduce you to my playlists and I’ll build one for you. Live an instant full of gentleness and pleasure in your own orgasmic musical environment. Write me at man.jean@yahoo.fr

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