stunner


Jimmy was an old man. famous thespian, during his life history he played many gravid roles.
He was a Edgar Albert Guest in a pop TV appearance, together with some other…
Ok, female. Subject : what should a man provide so the woman agrees to be with him. You can suppose : it was a neverending list.
- It's not like that, the most authoritative is love… - jemmy tried to say something, obviously tired of imbecility he was listening.
- Kva kva, kvakvakva, kvaaaa ... - their story was going on.
„ And I refused drilling microphone for a beer"- were Jimmy's mentation, while he was holding his head 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 loud loose woman. They would never deal their bodies for some change.
They need to a greater extent ( money, my guess ).
Jimmy ended this :
- No ! You know cypher ! Prostitutes are Alfred Bernhard 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 dear massage.
So I went inside and I saw the most beautiful woman in the humans. Enchanting, waisted brunette, tended, titty 5 ... Gorgeous.
- how-do-you-do, may I aid you ?
- Massage ... - I stammered.
She started. It was like a touch of an angel.
- Do you want something… more ?
Idiot. I had no more money with me.
- No ... Actually yes, but ... - I responded clumsily.
- well, I am here, sooo, if you want ... Ever ... You may kibosh by.
Ever ? I came back that afternoon.
- Hello, did you forget something ? - says her colleague.
- Suzan ... I want Suzan ... - I hoarsely replied.
- She is in use now, you can opt another fille ...
They were all beautiful.
- I'll wait.
…
- Here I am ! - I heard her smooth voice. - Weren't you already here ?
„ Oh my dear Almighty, thank you for this plunder"- I thought, still unable to believe that I'll fuck THIS. Something significantly I wanted to say, but words couldn't leave my mouth.
But she grinded.
- My hair is a piffling dishevelled, shoes are not coordinated clothes, what do you like, it's coldish here ... - she couldn't full point. But I wasn't listening anymore. In my mind was only this : I will hardly have it away This Beauty.

She began to take her wearing apparel off.
- Wait.
- I want you to absorb me. Dressed.
And she was really gracious dressed. Nothing vulgar, but very sexy. Shirley Temple Black stockings, grim shorts and Elwyn Brooks White shirt.
Ugh ...
The suction started. Slow and easy. I enjoyed watching this beautiful creature licking my pecker. „ Not some cocksucker"- my mind tried to disappoint me. Some people say it's our fully grown enemy.
- Mmffffff ... - she continued to swash my dick.
- seminal fluid here to get fucked.
She mumbled.
- You can get undressed now.
Keeping stockings, she layed down and spread her legs. Got gear up for dick.
I always wondered who fucks these puss. It was more top to me now : just who really wants.
I hammered my big cock deep and began to fuck her slowly. She wasn't aware - this will take a while.
I was doing her with uttermost pleasure. Threw her go away - wright all over the bed. Then I took her doggystyle.
- Easy ... - she cried.
„ Aaaaaa, there we are ! behemoth, a ? John ass, knockout !"- I silently thought. I stabed her to the end, to feel it better. She frowned a short, but enjoyed in sudden unspoiled fuck. For the first time.
I came, by drug abuse, with a meretricious yowl. She seemed worried :
- Are you OK ?
„ No, YOU are"- I thought. - Yeah, I'm fine - I said.
- If you ever want to, delight do come, we are here… - marketing started. What a cat. Has just been fucked, and now - neverending taradiddle, again. She really needs to be fucked to keep 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 good story for her at all. But she kept explaining something. I wasn't listening, I had no time. Well, I just fucked smasher, and I liked that thought.
…
I came a few more clip. Wishing to"destroy"her pussy, I fucked her in assorted ways, forcing her to draw several clip during the piece of ass ...
Nothing. The closure was a neverending selling story.
It was raining. I drove, when I got a message from unknown number : „ John ? lav Ogart ?"

"No, this is Bond. James Bond."
"St. John the Apostle, this is Susan."
I called immediately.
- Susan ! What a pleasant surprise.
- I hardly found your number. Listen, I'm not working there anymore. If you want, we can meet.
- I'll be back tomorrow from Chicago. Where should I hail ?
- At my place.
- Agreed. transport me the address.
„ I'll fuck her as soon as I get there. Why did she call me ? Maybe… Aagh ! It doesn't matter, stop over making patsy of yourself. Uh ..."- I thought. For all day long.
My school principal was possessed by the shot of fucking Susan. Suddenly, a scary thinking : „ What if she wouldn't… ?"
„ No, she calls you to kiss your nose."Male creative thinker is so naïve.
Finaly, tomorrow. I've arranged a meeting 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 more sexy. And I thought that it's not possible.
- Please, come in ...
I grabbed her, took her panties off ( she was wearing a lite summertime dress ) and hooked her on my cock. She was not surprised.
So hooked I took her to the room. I dropped her on the bed, not taking my prick out. I did not know whether to watch her or to fuck her.
But she knew. Blinking with her eyes, clearly giving me a clue 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 heavily as I could. I held my hawkshaw deep inside her puss for a patch, without move. She was pleased by this charge. And then I began to slowly pull out, almost all of it, and push again. I fucked her faster and faster, and again slowly. Turning her doggystyle, I continued. A trivial bit fast, a slight bit slowly.
I knew she enjoys. How could I be so shure ?
She was silent.
And then she began to breathe faster.
- Fuck me ... - she said quietly.
- What ?
- Fuck me.
- Like this ? To cabbage you on my hawkshaw like a little bitch ?
- Yeah ... Like that ... nooky me ...
- Here comes the dick.
I was savagely stuffing.
- You like to be fucked by me, ha ?
- I love your cock ...
She came, and shortly after, I did. I fell on the bed of pleasure.
- Are you OK ? - she was worried again.
I smiled and hugged her tightly .