sweetheart


Jimmy was an old man. Famous actor, during his life he played many great roles.
He was a guest in a popular TV show, together with some other…
Ok, female person. Subject : what should a man provide so the charwoman agrees to be with him. You can gauge : it was a neverending list.
- It's not like that, the most of import is love… - jimmy tried to say something, obviously tired of imbecility he was listening.
- Kva kva, kvakvakva, kvaaaa ... - their story was going on.
„ And I refused oil production mike for a beer"- were jemmy's thoughts, while he was holding his pass in hands.
The subject slaped to the prostitution.
- It's terrible, I could never, no, it's humiliation, repugnance ... - the girls were saying. They are not some cheap sluts. They would never sell their torso for some change.
They need more ( money, my guess ).
Jimmy ended this :
- No ! You know nothing ! Prostitutes are nobel char. They help men in trouble…
…
I met Suzan in a massage parlor - in an Agency. I had a break and I felt I need a in force massage.
So I went inside and I saw the most beautiful fair sex in the mankind. Enchanting, waisted brunet, tended, knocker Little Phoebe ... Gorgeous.
- Hello, may I help you ?
- Massage ... - I stammered.
She started. It was like a touch of an angel.
- Do you want something… Thomas More ?
retard. I had no more money with me.
- No ... Actually yes, but ... - I responded clumsily.
- wellspring, I am here, sooo, if you want ... Ever ... You may block off by.
Ever ? I came back that afternoon.
- howdy, did you bury something ? - says her colleague.
- Suzan ... I want Suzan ... - I hoarsely replied.
- She is busy now, you can prefer another missy ...
They were all beautiful.
- I'll wait.
…
- Here I am ! - I heard her unruffled vocalisation. - Weren't you already here ?
„ Oh my dear lord, thank you for this prize"- I thought, still ineffective to believe that I'll fuck THIS. Something significantly I wanted to say, but wrangle couldn't leave my mouth.
But she grinded.
- My tomentum is a picayune tousle, shoes are not twinned clothes, what do you like, it's coldish here ... - she couldn't stop. But I wasn't listening anymore. In my judgement was only this : I will hardly be intimate This Beauty.

She began to read her clothes off.
- Wait.
- I want you to go down on me. Dressed.
And she was really nice dressed. null vulgar, but very sexy. pitch blackness stockings, black shorts and white shirt.
Ugh ...
The suck started. Slow and easy. I enjoyed watching this beautiful creature licking my dick. „ Not some SOB"- my mind tried to disappoint me. Some people say it's our self-aggrandizing enemy.
- Mmffffff ... - she continued to blow my dick.
- Come here to get fucked.
She mumbled.
- You can get undressed now.
retention stockings, she layed down and broadcast her legs. Got ready for dick.
I always wondered who fucks these pussycats. It was more brighten to me now : just who really wants.
I hammered my big cock deep and began to bonk her slowly. She wasn't mindful - this will take a while.
I was doing her with extreme pleasure. Threw her unexpended - Fanny Wright all over the bed. Then I took her doggystyle.
- Easy ... - she cried.
„ Aaaaaa, there we are ! demon, a ? lavatory screws, sweetheart !"- I silently thought. I stabed her to the end, to feel it considerably. She frowned a little, but enjoyed in sudden beneficial nooky. For the first gear time.
I came, by habit, with a loud roar. She seemed worried :
- Are you OK ?
„ No, YOU are"- I thought. - Yeah, I'm fine - I said.
- If you ever want to, please do come, we are here… - marketing started. What a cat. Has just been fucked, and now - neverending floor, again. She really needs to be fucked to hold back silent, he he.
- I know all as if I was big, although I'm small… But he's big… - I tried to be funny.
It wasn't funny story for her at all. But she kept explaining something. I wasn't listening, I had no time. Well, I just fucked Beauty, and I liked that thought.
…
I came a few more metre. Wishing to"put down"her kitty-cat, I fucked her in various fashion, forcing her to suck several sentence during the fuck ...
Nothing. The gag rule was a neverending marketing story.
It was raining. I drove, when I got a message from unknown number : „ John ? John Ogart ?"

"No, this is Bond. Saint James Bond."
"whoremonger, this is Susan."
I called immediately.
- Susan ! What a pleasant surprise.
- I hardly found your turn. Listen, I'm not working there anymore. If you want, we can meet.
- I'll be back tomorrow from Newmarket. Where should I come ?
- At my place.
- Agreed. Send me the address.
„ I'll fuck her as soon as I get there. Why did she predict me ? Maybe… Aagh ! It doesn't matter, terminate making fool of yourself. Uh ..."- I thought. For all day long.
My drumhead was possessed by the picture of fucking Susan. Suddenly, a scary thought : „ What if she wouldn't… ?"
„ No, she calls you to kiss your nose."Male mind is so naïve.
Finaly, tomorrow. I've arranged a confluence with Susan, and soon I appered in front of her door. When she opened the door, even though I knew what awaits me, I left breathless. She was even more beautiful, and Sir Thomas More sexy. And I thought that it's not possible.
- Please, come in ...
I grabbed her, took her scanty off ( she was wearing a luminousness summer wearing apparel ) and hooked her on my stopcock. She was not surprised.
So hooked I took her to the room. I dropped her on the bed, not taking my cock out. I did not sleep together whether to watch her or to sleep together her.
But she knew. Blinking with her eyes, clearly giving me a clew what she expected.
- I have to fuck you.
- That's why you came ...
True.
I spread her legs a little bit more apart, and pushed as hard as I could. I held my dick deep inside her snatch for a while, without move. She was please by this charge. And then I began to slowly pull out, almost all of it, and push button again. I fucked her faster and faster, and again slowly. Turning her doggystyle, I continued. A little bit fast, a little bit slow.
I knew she enjoys. How could I be so shure ?
She was silent.
And then she began to respire faster.
- Fuck me ... - she said quietly.
- What ?
- nookie me.
- Like this ? To crochet you on my dick like a little bitch ?
- Yeah ... Like that ... Fuck me ...
- Here comes the dick.
I was savagely stuffing.
- You like to be fucked by me, ha ?
- I love your dick ...
She came, and shortly after, I did. I fell on the bed of pleasure.
- Are you OK ? - she was distressed again.
I smiled and hugged her tightly .