New Year escort agency girl is a little bit shocked by the client’s request
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Sick bastard. He put me under so big hesitation and pondering. On a Christmas Eve! That’s definitely not the way I wanted to spend this magical night! He doesn’t even have a Xmas tree in the room. Well, should I do it for 5,000 dollars for fulfilling his request or put his offer down? What would any other girl from Ankara escort agency girls do on my place? Would she take a strong buck that was already flickering into my eye as 50 accurate dollar bills lying on the coffee table? Or this is too much for a splendid part of me that a client wants to have?

I finally have decided: “Cut it!”

“So are you sure?” Daniel, my client tonight, asked me.

He was the reason for such strong and fucking sudden hesitations. When I entered the room, I didn’t know about his sick desire yet. However, would I fling his proposition aside if I knew it upfront, before getting here? I’m not sure anymore – the more I think about it, the more I find this idea attractive. Even sexy in sort of way.

“Yes, I’m sure,” I nodded and took all 50 bills in my purse with the fast move as if scared they’ll disappear.

“Well, here you go.”

Scissors sounded in the air and made the first cut close to my skin. Very close.

The first strand of my fabulous golden hair fell to his palms. He smelled it with a deep lasting inhale. And then undertook another one.

It was sexy in a way he almost possessed me, owned me, could do anything with me, even cut me. Well, not exactly me. My hair. My long, golden, smelling good and fabulous hair.

The entire pondering was about losing it – a matter of my proud. For 5,000 bucks. On the one hand, I grew my hair for several years from the last cut, not even straightening the edges when they grew bigger, I only plaited my braid.

The second cut, one more after that – and the entire braid was now in his palms, so lifeless to me, and so beautiful to him.

On the other hand, 5 Gs was pretty okay money – anyone of Ankara escort agency girls would have to work for at least entire month to gain 5 grands of pure cash into her pocket. For a month, I’ll have some more hair grown and will make a good new haircut, I’m sure.

A client of New Year escort agency Ankara girl was a man of 35 years, wealthy but wacko. He had a buzzing idea to have sex on the long female’s hair put on the bed. With a long buck in a pocket, she agreed that this idea might have something sexy in it. Disturbingly sexy, though.

“How do you like now to grind me?” She asked him looking as he disentangles her hair’s big strand and puts small strands on the white bed with linen clothing.

“Just gimme a sec, I’m putting your hair on the bed. Then, you will lay on it with your body on the back.”

‘twas okay for me. Some hair more – some hair less. This sometimes happens to New Year escort agency girls. We’re always trying to satisfy our customers. As who knows who this or that man can be (maybe, someone important and I’ll have difficulties in work other time if I won’t satisfy him). Or he may return to me over and over, bringing me a nice buck for being humbly supportive the previous time – you never know.

“You can lay down, please.” I did – with my naked body on the bed full of my hair. Soft feeling. And strange. He watched me lying naked and mysteriously smiled. Then he stood his knees on the bed and took his pants off, leaving himself completely naked. Leaned and entered inside of me. Fast but not sharply. The heat from his erect cock started spreading my body. Or was it his hands or hairless pubis that was scratching the same mine pubis, neatly deprived of hair? I’m not sure – the fact is that I got warmer and warmer until I was all overwhelmed with this sudden and pleasant heat. I put my legs over his back and connected them in a lock with feet around his spine. The sexual agony rushed further and I even felt the orgasm approaching me, which almost never happens so fast. Maybe is it a previous gloomy excitement about losing my hair? I don’t know. But when he turned on the bed, laying with his muscled back on the bed of my hair, I got on the top and, fuck, yeah, I got the bright orgasm! He also did in a matter of seconds and I felt as I was flushed with his semen inside, which enhanced my orgasm.

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Female escorts Ankara very interesting lover with an exciting face looks like a typical American – yet, she is not of this nationality. If you have a genuine interest in her – you can book her and ask on a date, from which country she is. In addition to discovering an interesting fact about her – you can have tremendously great sex.

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Escort Ankara lover girl participates in a night of quest rooms for sex

It was a once-in-a-life-time adventure. I guess, there are lots of women (including ones from escort Ankara) take part in such a ‘quest room’, as they are named, but every of them only once, and never again – this is a policy of those places.

At that day, rumors were spreading that our city hosts such an event. But nobody knew for sure. ‘Sex quest rooms’ is a name for debauched evenings full of sexual desire for wealthy men of the city.

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Sara was tired. Tired of everything – her job, colleagues, traffic jams, bad-working microwave oven, heat of the summer city covered in dust and permeated with cafes and restaurants all looking the same, newspapers that brought only sad news, faded apartment that never looked at the sun with its gray windows, lack of passion in life, and much more. On the Internet, she found out a proposition to take a rest for several days in the cabin in the woods that had a fairly nice price and was valuable for her: there was a lake there, clear forest air, a little store in the city if she needed anything. But the best thing for her was a quiet rest, wooden house of a type of a cabin with the fireplace and total representation to oneself. She could listen to squeaks of pines, as squirrels rustle in the trees, as birds chirr and chat, as fireplace crackle – this all contributed to her happiness and tranquility.