My erotic adventure as a sailor on-leave in the harbor city
That is an unforgettable screwing with a woman I met in the so-called beauty parlor.
It was still pretty cold out there, though in a sunny afternoon. However, I still followed my weekly routine -- to meet my irresistable natural desires and explore something new in my everlasting erotic adventure. This time, the parlor I visited, actually a brothel in disguise, was the one which was frequented by those nuisance police. However, I thought since it was in mid-afternoon, I didn't think police would come to bother -- usually they come for a check-up in the evenings.
The woman I picked had been known to me for many a year. And she must have been working there for over 10 years. I like woman of this kind, because I believe they know how to entertain their customers, and, most importantly, they would usually not bring me trouble like VD -- survival is the fittest.
She took my hand leading me into her room, which was different from which I remembered last time I screwed her in. There was a lavender kind of aroma in the air in her new room. Ordor like this can always turn me on very quickly. I guess I must have been a bear, polar bear particularly, in my ex-life. "She really was my type," I thought when sniffing the aroma in the room.
When she unaddressed me and herself, I suddenly held her in my arms firmly. Even myself did not know where and why that impulse came from. I started to kiss her necks, breasts, bottoms, asking her to raise and put one of her legs on a bedside table, and I then kissed and licked her pussy, as an ultimate destination for my kissing quest on her body. She was a bit surprised by my actions, since it should have been her that did all these for her client. When I teased her protruding clit for a while with my pliable and agile tongue, she began to escape a muffled moan as her body responded to my licking and sucking on her clit and genitals. A couple of mintes later, I noticed that she, as an experienced professional in this business, actually squirted wetting my mouth and face. It was the first time that I witnessed a professional in this business squirt, and, men, woman's squirt is far more than man's ejaculation.
It was still pretty cold out there, though in a sunny afternoon. However, I still followed my weekly routine -- to meet my irresistable natural desires and explore something new in my everlasting erotic adventure. This time, the parlor I visited, actually a brothel in disguise, was the one which was frequented by those nuisance police. However, I thought since it was in mid-afternoon, I didn't think police would come to bother -- usually they come for a check-up in the evenings.
The woman I picked had been known to me for many a year. And she must have been working there for over 10 years. I like woman of this kind, because I believe they know how to entertain their customers, and, most importantly, they would usually not bring me trouble like VD -- survival is the fittest.
She took my hand leading me into her room, which was different from which I remembered last time I screwed her in. There was a lavender kind of aroma in the air in her new room. Ordor like this can always turn me on very quickly. I guess I must have been a bear, polar bear particularly, in my ex-life. "She really was my type," I thought when sniffing the aroma in the room.
When she unaddressed me and herself, I suddenly held her in my arms firmly. Even myself did not know where and why that impulse came from. I started to kiss her necks, breasts, bottoms, asking her to raise and put one of her legs on a bedside table, and I then kissed and licked her pussy, as an ultimate destination for my kissing quest on her body. She was a bit surprised by my actions, since it should have been her that did all these for her client. When I teased her protruding clit for a while with my pliable and agile tongue, she began to escape a muffled moan as her body responded to my licking and sucking on her clit and genitals. A couple of mintes later, I noticed that she, as an experienced professional in this business, actually squirted wetting my mouth and face. It was the first time that I witnessed a professional in this business squirt, and, men, woman's squirt is far more than man's ejaculation.
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