Failure during kiev escort fistingHave you ever failed? I mean not in your life but in your job? In elite sex job particularly… I have. I’m going to tell you about this case right now.
It was summer. I got this phone call that I must be in a hall of a very chic and expensive hotel in two hours. As all professional escort girls Ukraine I was almost ready any moment but of course I had to do some minor preparations before I could leave for great sex with an elite and handsome client.
I was to meet him for the first time so I wore my usual attractive and sexy lady mask and was ready to react on any mood he could have had. So I enter the hall and I see him waiting for me in a chair. Very beautiful man, deep eyes, thin and good-shaped lips, beautiful and tender hands, soft finders, very pleasant voice and I felt pleased he had chosen me!
We give each other a good look and I feel that there is some kind of connection between us. We talk a bit, he asks me something but there is nothing slutty in his voice, manners, intentions or look.
When I start taking off my clothes he stops me abruptly and asks to dance a bit. At first his requests are very calm but after a while I feel him becoming a bit angry or something, some words even sound rude…
I decided not to take those in an account but then I feel that there is no connection between us at all. I can’t feel his moves on me, I can’t feel his desires and mood. Usually I know when to suck a bit and when to moan even if there no need to do this. But this time I was like paralyzed by all his actions. He became really rude, I thought this was he was aroused more, but no, he started talking dirty and I didn’t know what to do at all. I sucked his cock, licked his body, fucked him, while he was lying on his back, but he couldn’t even cum.
And then I‘ve noticed a strange shining in his eyes, which showed that he was very far from me, he was completely distracted. And no matter what type of Kiev escort fisting I offered, what type of fantastic brunette female company I was, he couldn’t appreciate my effort, because he wasn’t with me…
Lilia
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