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There was a time when she, Nika, was not a one from Escort girls in Ankara. She recalls a story that occurred to her 6 years ago. It was an exciting time when she was at the streamlined peak of her sexual energy and she was trying a lot of things. One of such was games. Not just any games, obviously, but the ones with a good ending. And excitatory. Especially excitatory.

She hinted her boyfriend several times that she wants to play such a game and today, he finally promised her that he would arrange one for two of them.

He invited her home at 4 o’clock and it was Saturday. She arrived sharply at 1600 in order not to ruin his time expectations. Besides, she loved to be punctual.

She rang the doorbell and it was open, so she entered, already feeling the excitement, the same big that happens to escort girl Ankara. Nika stepped into the shaded apartment and she saw a velvety-upholstered fancy chair in the middle of the living room. It was destined for her – the voice of her boyfriend told so. Not seeing where was he, she wandered her eyes on the premise. He told her to sit on a chair and close her eyes.

She put off the winter clothes, attached them on the hanger, and was left only in lacy red-and-black underwear.

“I want you to close your eyes, baby, and not open it”, he told her. She agreed, foretasting the game.

He put a fascia on her eyes and tied it in a knot on a nape. After that, he took a sticky tape and fastened her arms to armrests. The same he did with her legs, spearing them on an enough distance to tie ones to every leg of the chair. So now, she could only move her head, taste, hear, but could not see and move with her neither legs nor arms. That excited her. She felt as her nipples swollen and became more sensitive, and how juices started to fill in her vagina.

The first, she felt a cube of cold on her skin and it moved on the skin’s surface. Her boyfriend applied an ice cube from the freezer and now used it to start their interaction. The next she felt a leather whip using which he accurately rustled her skin, not whipping it and not giving the sharp movements. Everything he did now was slow and full of restrained passion. She felt in his hands as if one of Ankara girls.

The next step was giving her to taste the strawberry in whipped cream. She ate it with delight, taking a succulent berry in her charming lips, also red and plump. After the berry has been eaten, he fell with his lips to hers and started kissing them passionately, sitting on her, caressing her breasts of the full 2nd size that were now closed behind a cloth of black-and-red bra. He took it off, exposing tender skin and pale-brown nipples. So pale, in fact, that they were pinkishly red. Their look excited him. He dropped his lips on her nippies and started sucking them. She felt trembling because of temptation.

He got up sharply, the same sharply as he got onto her. Something sounded in the distance but she couldn’t recognize this sound. He returned to her with scissors, clamping their halves. And, before she could think anything, he cut off the panties of her, from the right and the left, taking the rest from under her. Now she was left naked. He was doing something with her chair and she felt as the bottom disappeared. She was now sitting on some ropes instead of velvety upholstery. And the next thing she felt was a touch to her labia and buttocks. To her delicate skin, not knowing what’s next. And the next was a toy from the sex-store: the dildo for two holes simultaneously, the one that she wanted to buy the last months but eventually did not. Now, she was experiencing the sensation of double penetration, and that got her wet from a desire to receive more and more. Her boyfriend was moving this thing inside of her, in and out, masturbating this dildo her pussy and anal hole, deriving her sexual energy off her. Despite that, the number of energy only grew, and in a short moment, she received a powerful orgasm. So powerful, in fact, that he could no longer extract the dildo out of her puss – it stuck there and muscles contracted not allowing it to happen… Escort Ankara girl was totally pleased by this game.

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I worried as a hell. Teeth got ache so much that they were like itching from the inside – you probably know this horrible feeling of huge worrying and anticipation at the same time. My turn for the auditioning, judging from the number, I got on my hands, was approximately in an hour and a half. I tried to relax but nothing seemed to help. Every time I exhaled deeply and tried to immerse myself in asana, the treacherous feeling came back to me soon once again. I couldn’t help it – that’s just all me.

I went into the toilet as when I worry, I wanna pee. The toilet area was mutual for both men and women – a pity but, I suppose, a necessity if it is located in a large filming pavilion with hundreds of extras. At least, cabins are closed so I came there. Finishing, in the lobby with hand washers and driers, I saw a charming man. He was washing his hands. He smiled me and, when I started washing my hands, he already wiped his and left the premise.