Escort Reviews

I wait for you with the lights off, just dozens of candles on the floor and on the nightstand. I'm wearing only a black French lace corset that cinches my waist to 23 inches and lets my nipples show through the sheer material. When you open the door, I'm already on my knees in the middle of the room. I don't say anything. I undo your belt with my teeth, unzip your zipper, and take you all the way into my mouth in one motion, without blinking. I feel the roof of my mouth hit yours and I hear your first muffled curse. I hold your hands away with one hand while with the other I squeeze your base and suck you slowly, wetly, deeply, my tongue playing on the bottom in perfect circles. When I feel you’re close, I stop abruptly, stand up, pull my corset down just enough to show you my heavy breasts and diamond-hard nipples, then turn around, lean over the edge of the bed and say to you in a low voice: “Now take me from behind. Hard. And don’t stop until I scream.” Enter me all at once, all the way, and I feel you fill me completely. You hold my hips and pound me deep, rhythmically, each thrust making my breasts bounce and hit the edge of the bed. I put my hand between your legs and squeeze your balls as you penetrate me, then I stick a finger in your ass just as you’re about to come. You explode inside me with an animal moan, and I come with you, squeezing you pulsatingly, squeezing you to the last drop, your body shaking and tears of pleasure running down your cheeks.

I want to spend a whole night with nothing but our mouths and tongues touching each other. To lick every inch of your skin, to bite your nipples, to suck your soles, to slowly, very slowly, to go down to you and take you in my mouth for hours. To bring you to the limit ten times and not let you come. And only when the sun rises and you can't even speak anymore, to climb on top of you and take you inside me all the way, to squeeze you, to milk you, to make you come so hard that you will fall asleep inside me still throbbing.