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A french gigolo in Paris,France – James – Enjoy the best french kiss and more

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My male escort let me walk pass him. We go through a long corridor, which serves many rooms, some with glass doors. I am impressed with so much space. James meets my gaze.

This huge and splendid apartment, is also wonderful like James … I feel in an advertisement for a luxury perfume! Arrival on the balcony, I gasped. It offers an incredible view of Paris.

We enter the room, James offered me to settle into the couch, and then welled in the kitchen. James returned with a tray of Italian antipasti, and sits next to me. James serves me an Italian sparkling wine.

I’m intimidated by this gentleman who invited me to dinner. I watch him sitting next to me in this huge couch. James is so cute with his slightly open white shirt.

We remain silent for seconds. James looks at my lips with relish. This look troubles me. James puts his face near mine. I feel his breath a few inches from my mouth. James stops a bit in his movement. This erotic tension is unbearable!

Then James puts his lips against mine. A long french kiss, languid, sensual, which makes me shiver. James slid his hand behind my neck and so keeps me with a lot of strength and softness at a time. If he make love as well as he kiss …

I feel melt under his kisses. I feel his hands gently unhook my blouse. His look says a lot about the night we’ll have … I close my eyes, and do not move.

My lover makes me look a little further back, his hands coming to drag my shirt on my shoulders, and his mouth away from my chest. His lips so soft, rest on my breasts, just above my bra.

His tongue interferes under the fabric, I sigh. It’s so good. I take his head in my hands, and then press a bit against my breasts. I caress his beautiful hair. His hands roam my back, James unhooks my bra. I find myself topless, thank you to his mouth. This is the first time that sensual kisses gave to me such effect.

My gigolo looks up to me, I plunge into his dark eyes, and smiled. That smile means: continue, your touch turn me on. James forcefully grabs my hips and made me switch a little further back.

His hands now unbutton my jeans. A button, two buttons, three … James slides the jeans, puts his mouth against my belly and gently down to my panties. I can not control anything. I shudder and feel pleasure from his mouth a few inches from my sex. James approaches more and more my crotch, to please with little kisses.

I am confused and excited at the same time. My cheeks are becoming red as his tongue approach my secret garden. I also feel that my panties gets a bit wet. My body and mind are in unison, connected to this man who kisses me. James stops.

I raise my head and see him watching with intensity and desire my panties, wet from his kisses and my excitement. Then James greedily plunges his face between my thighs, my panties aside with his hand and starts to taste me, lick me, kiss me.

My God, how good it is … Never a man did it with such passion … My legs begin to tremble under the pleasure, I sigh becoming stronger. I also hear his sigh. James will make me come if he continues. Does he want me to come, like this? His lips, his tongue, his mouth against my sex again and again. It’s more powerful, I feel that my heart will explode. I’m like in a daze, as if nothing existed around us, There are only our bodies, and desire. His hands grip my hips, I grab his wrists, and hold them tight. I feel the climax is coming.

I’m coming, James will make me come …

“James , I will … James …”

I can not finish my sentence, I cry with pleasure. A cry as a complaint. The enjoyment through my whole body shaking. James puts his face against my stomach, my hands caress his neck.

“You’re very pretty, when you come, Danielle,” he said with his beautiful deep voice.

Emotion brings tears to my eyes. James looks up to me, I turn my head. I do not want him to see me so excited, it’s ridiculous …

After a few minutes of silence, during which I feel floating out of time, out of space, I reconnect to reality: I am half naked, while he is still fully clothed! I really wanted to see and feel his naked body against mine. James sits down on the couch, I approach to unbutton his shirt already slightly open. Then his jeans, slowly … I put kisses on his chest, as James did with me just now. James has a firm body, and extremely soft. Breathing deeply his manly scent, I feel excited again.

My hands caress his chest while I kiss increasingly close to his open jeans. My mouth is approaching his shorts, I feel his hard bone, very strong, in his jeans. I would like to take off his clothes, take his penis in my mouth, give him as much pleasure as he gave me just now. But shyness, I hesitate to do so …

While my hands go down to open a little more his jeans, James takes me gently by the shoulders. I give up his iron bar to get close to his lips. I sit against him, my sex naked against his body. James holds my hips, we kiss with fervor and strength. As if our lives depended on it. My whole body is just chilling.

I immerse my gaze in his. His beautiful dark eyes turn me on. His hands gently caress my naked booty while I move slightly against him. This man makes me mad with desire.

My escort boy takes me by the waist and lifts me with both a lot of strength and delicacy, to knock me on the back, on her couch. While I’m lying naked, I look at him taking off his jeans and underwear. James approached me slowly. All of a sudden I feel nervous again. As if it was the first time I made love. I have not had a lot of partners, but I am not a virgin either. And yet, to feel closer to me, naked and beautiful, I feel like a teenager.

He approaches his mouth from my breasts and my nipples gently nibbles. I sigh, it’s so good. All my nervousness vanished, I am only a desiring body. I want to feel it in me, I want him to make love, right now, right away.

He walks away a few seconds to get a condom and put it on his penis, then back again on my mouth and on my nipples, hardened by my excitement. James slips between my legs, and gently penetrates me. Our bodies merge. I feel his sex, long and hard, making long back and forth in me. My legs around him.

For long minutes, James is taking me, going slowly, then faster. James kisses me on the lips, in the neck. I get drunk of its smell. It’s so good … James gently grabbed my waist, I sit back on him, but this time feeling his member in me. I wave, I arch my back, I embrace him. My secret garden scorching slides on his own, we are in unison … James holds me by the waist, and accompanies the movements of my pelvis. I feel I’m going to come again.

I move more quickly on him. James grabbed my breasts. I feel the enjoyment from his cock to invade my body, I arch my back and screams of pleasure. James also is coming.

Seconds of intense happiness … I seek refuge in the hollow of his shoulder, and we remain long, panting, sweating our bodies against each other. I wish this moment last forever.

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Oh James, you look so handsome, having dressed for me this evening, taking pride in selecting the perfect outfit to accompany your natural beauty. Your skin is so smooth, and I run the back of my fingers down your cheek to your chin, your eyes twinkling above your nose as your seductive lips slowly spread into a smile at my touch.

I lean in for a kiss and can smell the cologne on your skin, so soft for such a masculine man, such broad shoulders and strong arms that I know can manipulate me to the most sinful of predicaments.

The heat of your kiss warms me, as do your fingers along my bare thighs, seeking my center, confirming that I have been desperate to have you for the past hour as we sat making idle chitchat and being respectable in public. There is not much respectable about us behind closed doors.

You tug my jacket off, getting locks of my long blond hair caught in the process, exposing my throat. You take advantage and lean in, devouring me with your lips, your teeth gently nipping at my neck, my ears, eliciting moans of bliss. You flick the button to my little cardigan, roughly shoving it off my shoulders, pull my camisole down, and squeeze my breasts together, biting my now-hard nipples through my bra. Wanting more flesh, we fight each other to expose my skin, then I need yours, and I begin undoing the buttons covering your chest.

I continue my journey south, relieving your beautiful manhood of the constraints of your trousers, dropping to my knees to engulf you in the hot wetness of my mouth. I am so desperate to taste you, feel you, that I try to swallow every bit of you that I can, taking you to the depths of my throat. I remain there for a moment, feeling your pulse with my own, beating as one: mutual desire. I slowly withdraw, feeling your thickness between my lips, savoring the sensation as I use the tip of my tongue to caress the underside of your beautiful hard bone.

I reach your thick head and swirl around and around, gently probing for any sweet precome, and my ministrations are generously rewarded with a drop of the juice we both savor so much. I slide my hands around to your glutes, spreading my palms across your cheeks and squeezing, loving the feel of your ass in my hands. I gently pull your cheeks apart, slide one hand in, and tickle your rosebud and taint with my finger and am rewarded with a moan from you and a slight trembling in your knees.

You pull me up abruptly, unzipping my skirt and pushing me over the easy chair behind me. My legs are splayed, and I am at your mercy. You know this as you dive into my bare center, hitting my secret garden right away, but only to tease for a bit before licking lower, between my lips, gently tugging with your teeth, sucking my nectar. You return to my secret garden, alternately licking, flicking, and gently biting, adding your thick fingers to my slick opening as you ravage me.

I am soon writhing on the chair, not sure if I am trying to have you or get away from such exquisite pleasure, but soon enough I cry out.
“Oh, James, oh, I’m coming, Baby, don’t stop!” I buck against your hand, your lips, as wave after wave rushes through me, and every muscle in my body contracts. You continue to suckle me as the intensity of my orgasm ebbs, your gaze locked onto mine as your fingers find mine and intertwine.

You climb up my body, biting a hard nipple in a way that tells me you are in no mood for cuddling but need release. Your kisses deepen, and you lean forward, cupping my breasts, so that now you are flush with me as you slide in and out in smooth, well-aimed movements that hit all the right spots.

You pull back and guide me to a chair, seating me and pulling me so my ass is barely on the edge, as am I at this point. You slide your iron-hard rod into me for a moment; my eyes start to roll into the back of my head, but you have so much more in store for me.

I feel the heat of you at my backdoor, and my legs splay just a bit more to grant access. You begin to push, and I feel the crown sliding in, that initial ease before the inevitable pop when the head completely violates my most decadent space.

Is there any more delicious feeling? You pull my ankles up as you simultaneously slide deeper into my ass, then, with one final thrust, you are buried balls-deep. You know how much I love it when you wait there a moment, driving me absolutely mad with desire.

I reach up and pinch your already hard nipples, gently tugging as you slam into my ass, holding my ankles up and apart, taking my ass so completely. Your thrusts are wild, deep, and strong as you fill me in the way only you know that I love. I am pinned against the back of the deck chair, barely able to meet your thrusts, but I clench my ass, gripping you, trying to keep you as deep inside me as possible, feeling every bit of you as you hammer in and out of my tight ass.

I find myself crying out in ecstasy as I come and come, feel you growing even more rigid in my ass, slamming into me, then pausing, only to thrust one final time before releasing my ankles as your body grows rigid with your final thrust.

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