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BeautyBeautyJimmy 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, females. Subject: what should a man provide so the woman agrees to be with him. You can guess: 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 story was going on.„And I refused Boring Mike for a beer“ – were Jimmy’s thoughts, while he was holding his head in hands.The subject slaped to the prostitution.- It’s terrible, I could never, no, it’s humiliation, horror… – the girls were saying. They are not some cheap sluts. They would never sell their bodies for some change. They need more (money, my guess).Jimmy ended this:- No! You know nothing! Prostitutes 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.- Hello, 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 stop by.Ever? I came back that afternoon.- Hello, did you forget something? – says her colleague.- Suzan… I want Suzan… – I hoarsely replied.- niğde escort She is busy now, you can choose another girl…They were all beautiful.- I’ll wait.…- Here I am! – I heard her smooth voice. – Weren’t you already here?„Oh my dear lord, thank you for this prize“ – 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 little disheveled, shoes are not matching clothes, what do you like, it’s coldish here… – she couldn’t stop. But I wasn’t listening anymore. In my mind was only this: I will hardly Fuck This Beauty. She began to take her clothes off.- Wait.- I want you to suck me. Dressed.And she was really nice dressed. Nothing vulgar, but very sexy. Black stockings, black shorts and white shirt.Ugh…The sucking started. Slow and easy. I enjoyed watching this beautiful creature licking my dick. „Not some cocksucker” – my mind tried to disappoint me. Some people say it’s our bigest enemy.- Mmffffff… – she continued to blow my dick.– Come here to get fucked.She mumbled.- You can get undressed now.Keeping stockings, she layed down and spread her legs. Got ready for dick.I always wondered who fucks these pussycats. It was more clear 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 extreme pleasure. Threw her left – wright all over the bed. Then I took her doggystyle.- Easy… – she cried.„Aaaaaa, escort niğde there we are! Monster, a? John screws, beauty!“ – 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 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 story, 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 funny 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 times. Wishing to “destroy” her pussy, I fucked her in various ways, forcing her to suck several times during the fuck…Nothing. The closure 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. James Bond.”“John, 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 come?- At my place.- Agreed. Send 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 making fool of yourself. Uh…“ – I niğde escort bayan thought. For all day long.My head was possessed by the scene 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 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 light summer 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 dick 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 hard as I could. I held my dick deep inside her pussy for a while, 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 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 breathe faster.- Fuck me… – she said quietly.- What?- Fuck me.- Like this? To hook 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 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.

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