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That was until the day I met the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen. She had these legs that went on for days, and that doesn’t even put it into perspective. She was tanned, toned and terrific. The three T’s I gave her, and her tits, well they were spectacular; something you would only see in a plastic surgeon’s display case. They were as firm and full as I could ever wish for. The way they pressed into her tight dress made it hard to not notice their Escort Tunalı amazing shape. She walked with a strut that could make any man drop to his knees and want to crawl to her. She was my goddess, and I knew I had to have her. I wanted her in every way possible – on her knees, on all fours, on her back, sucking my short, fat cock, and big balls. Again… yeah I know, I am a pig of a man. Truly ladies, I am just a man that has no shame in being honest. I knew what I wanted, and I wasn’t shy about sharing it. As I watched her walk away, I could only imagine where I may be able to find her. Asking around, I found out that she was an escort, which made my ears ring and my dick twitch. I had to find a way to get in contact with her and set something up. Maybe a nice dinner, evening, and a fuck session. I needed to blow off some stress, and the anxiousness that had gotten me all aroused. I decided to take a trip to the “Honey Hole,” my little oasis of a getaway. It houses some of the finest pieces of ass and shiniest poles you’ve seen. I have a private room with two poles for me to observe some of my ladies. They love to come up and dance, rub, and tug on me from time to time. I got my normal setting, a dimly-lit room with some nice accent lighting, and a nice big couch for me; all allowing me some room to move and have a few women on top and around me. Drink ulus escort service is a must, and stocking me up on my drink keeps me happy. The entertainment walked in slowly, as they moved to the beat of the music. They worked their bodies around the poles. 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With that in my head, all I knew was that I wanted her, not some cheap twenty-something strippers who could care less. These two would suck cock and blow anything and everything, so I pushed both their heads aside and stood up. They yelled and swore at me, calling me all the typical names. I put my cock away and zipped my pants back up. I dropped a few hundreds on the floor, and thanked them for their time, but I said, in all honesty, I was not in the mood. Walking out of the ‘Hole,’ I decided I needed to find my Electra. I made some interesting phone calls to set something up for an intimate and pleasurable experience for us both. I got in the SUV, and I drove over to my suite, where I was planning our little get together. While waiting for her to show up, I decided I needed to get amped up – a little pick-me-up after what happened earlier.