Beauty


Jimmy was an old man. illustrious actor, during his life story he played many keen roles.
He was a guest in a popular TV appearance, together with some other…
Ok, females. Subject : what should a man provide so the woman agrees to be with him. You can think : it was a neverending list.
- It's not like that, the most important is love… - Jimmy tried to say something, obviously tired of stupidities he was listening.
- Kva kva, kvakvakva, kvaaaa ... - their storey was going on.
„ And I refused Boring Mike for a beer"- were jimmy's sentiment, while he was holding his brain in hands.
The case slaped to the prostitution.
- It's terrible, I could never, no, it's humiliation, repugnance ... - the miss were saying. They are not some cheap sluts. They would never sell their bodies for some change.
They need Sir Thomas More ( money, my hypothesis ).
Jimmy ended this :
- No ! You know nothing ! sporting lady are nobel women. 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 Good massage.
So I went inside and I saw the most beautiful woman in the world. Enchanting, waisted brunette, tended, breast fives ... Gorgeous.
- hullo, may I help 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 hold on by.
Ever ? I came back that afternoon.
- howdy, did you forget something ? - says her colleague.
- Suzan ... I want Suzan ... - I hoarsely replied.
- She is officious now, you can choose another girl ...
They were all beautiful.
- I'll wait.
…
- Here I am ! - I heard her shine voice. - Weren't you already here ?
„ Oh my honey master, thank you for this prize"- I thought, still unable to think that I'll fuck THIS. Something significantly I wanted to say, but lyric couldn't leave my mouth.
But she grinded.
- My hair is a niggling disheveled, horseshoe are not jibe apparel, what do you like, it's coldish here ... - she couldn't stop. But I wasn't listening anymore. In my creative thinker was only this : I will hardly jazz This Beauty.

She began to select her clothes off.
- Wait.
- I want you to suck me. Dressed.
And she was really skillful dressed. null vulgar, but very aphrodisiacal. Black person stockings, mordant shorts and white shirt.
Ugh ...
The suck started. Slow and well-fixed. I enjoyed watching this beautiful creature licking my dick. „ Not some cocksucker"- my mind tried to let down me. Some people say it's our boastful enemy.
- Mmffffff ... - she continued to gasconade my dick.
- come here to get fucked.
She mumbled.
- You can get undressed now.
safekeeping stockings, she layed down and spread out her legs. Got ready for dick.
I always wondered who fucks these pussycats. It was more light to me now : just who really wants.
I hammered my big cock deep and began to fuck her slowly. She wasn't cognisant - this will take a while.
I was doing her with extreme joy. Threw her left - wright all over the bed. Then I took her doggystyle.
- Easy ... - she cried.
„ Aaaaaa, there we are ! Monster, a ? St. John the Apostle screws, sweetheart !"- I silently thought. I stabed her to the end, to feel it better. She frowned a little, but enjoyed in sudden good fuck. For the first time.
I came, by substance abuse, with a meretricious roar. She seemed worried :
- Are you OK ?
„ No, YOU are"- I thought. - Yeah, I'm OK - I said.
- If you ever want to, delight do come, we are here… - selling started. What a cat. Has just been fucked, and now - neverending tale, again. She really needs to be fucked to go on 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 for her at all. But she kept explaining something. I wasn't hearing, I had no time. Well, I just fucked sweetheart, and I liked that thought.
…
I came a few more clock time. Wishing to"ruin"her kitty-cat, I fucked her in diverse way of life, forcing her to suck several times during the screw ...
Nothing. The closure was a neverending marketing story.
It was raining. I drove, when I got a message from unsung number : „ privy ? John Ogart ?"

"No, this is Bond. William James Bond."
"privy, 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 number ?
- At my place.
- Agreed. place me the address.
„ I'll piece of ass her as soon as I get there. Why did she promise me ? Maybe… Aagh ! It doesn't matter, stop making fool of yourself. Uh ..."- I thought. For all day long.
My head word was possessed by the prospect of fucking Susan. Suddenly, a shuddery thought : „ What if she wouldn't… ?"
„ No, she calls you to buss your nose."Male judgment 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 lightness summer dress ) and hooked her on my stopcock. She was not surprised.
So hooked I took her to the elbow room. I dropped her on the bed, not taking my peter out. I did not know whether to follow her or to make love 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 fiddling bit more apart, and pushed as backbreaking as I could. I held my putz deep inside her slit for a while, without move. She was delight by this charge. And then I began to slowly clout out, almost all of it, and push again. I fucked her faster and faster, and again slowly. Turning her doggystyle, I continued. A picayune bit fast, a little bit slow.
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 snarf 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 shaft ...
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 .