Seduction Unlimited: A Simple Twist of Entertainment
In today’s fast-paced life, people can sometimes afford to get the things that they want as long as they have the money to pay for it.
Just wonder how businesses managed to come up with businesses that caters to personal services or those that will guarantee entertainment for a night.
One good example is the escort service. With its growing popularity, more and more people are enticed, curious, and even motivated to try this unique way of getting amusement or any other activity such as massage.
Generally, escort services are legal as mandated by the Unites States government. Yet, with the involvement of adults on the market, nobody can guarantee that the activities on an escort service will remain purely entertainment without any sexual services included.
In the end, if sexual services will be prominent in this kind of business, then, it is no longer different from prostitution.
As time pass by, escort services are now more inclined to sexual activities where escort agencies try to hire men and women to provide sexual pleasures to their clients.
However, in spite of the facts that can prove the existence of prostitution and other sex-related services as provided by an escort agency, most of them still claim that they do not engage in any scandalous activity and that they only provide pure communal services.
Among the many businesses that have established their name in the field of escort service, Seduction Unlimited is one of the most popular. The other popular escort agencies are Secret Cravings, English Rose, Classy Ladies, and Elegance.
Seduction Unlimited is a leading escort organization in Victoria, BC. This business brags about its wide array of beautiful faces and remarkable escort services.
Seduction Unlimited is a classy escort agency that provides exquisite escort services to their clients. Located at Gorge area, previously situated in McKenzie St. in Victoria, Seduction Unlimited is housed on a very contemporary edifice, with delightful and spotless rooms.
Normally, Seduction Unlimited charge $160 for a full hour service and $120 for half an hour. You might say this is quite expensive. The truth is that it is. But what matters most is the kind of satisfaction that every client will receive once he tries it out in Seduction Unlimited.
Most people who have been to many escort agencies claim that Seduction Unlimited is by far a cut above the rest, considering all those pretty faces and fine services.
One good thing about Seduction Unlimited is that they value their client’s privacy and identity. Hence, they do all the arrangements and appointments, from scheduled meet ups up to venues. The only problem that the client has to worry about is how to have fun and obtain what he paid for.
Than again, even if Seduction Unlimited provides remarkable escort services and exceptional beauties, it is still best to keep a mindful of tips when dealing with their escorts.
1. Always obey the “safe sex” regulation
With escort agencies like Seduction Unlimited, you will never know what you are going to get. So it is still best to stay on the safe side without having to compromise your desires for pleasure.
2. Create some limitations
If you have planned to get a full hour satisfaction, it is best to stick to it. Getting it overdone will only make you lose more money and the satisfaction that you have may bring you more harm than good.
These are just two of the many advices you must learn when engaging into escort services with prominent escort agencies like Seduction Unlimited.
Keep in mind that it is worthy to get something you have paid for but it is still more valuable to enjoy it without any regrets.
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Marriage Vs The Escort
Marriage vs escort services.
English novelist, journalist and feminist Angela Carter said in the Nights at the Circus
What is marriage but prostitution to one man instead of many?
The concept has been debated openly for several decades, if not for longer among more liberal minds in more intimate settings. The simple revelation that women enter into sexual relationships with men in exchange for items they value is certainly not a new one or one that is exclusive to the marriage covenant.
Through the years, women have encountered monetary benefits, status improvements, safety from harm, higher standards of living and easier lifestyles as advantages from their relationships with men who are able to offer certain favors in exchange. Typically, the relationships involve at least a sexual base, even if they do not evolve into an exchange that includes emotional, legal or other bonds.
However, in looking at ways that women trade themselves, there are many other aspects to the traits, abilities and favors that a woman may exchange with a man to better herself. Many women are expected to complete household chores and tasks in order to receive many of the benefits expected from a relationship with a man. For instance, in a marriage, a woman may concede to cooking, cleaning, doing laundry, dusting and keeping the dishes clean and put away among many other tasks in exchange for security, safety and a higher standard of living. Or, she may agree to exercise to maintain her looks and figure, be nice to the hubby’s boss so he can get ahead and behave a certain way to keep her man happy. As a result, he showers her with gifts, yearly trips and a nice home.
In other situations, an escort may exchange sexual favors, physical attractiveness, constant availability and a high level of discretion for the same things, distributed in a different way.
Bertrand Russell, British philosopher and social critic, observed in Marriage and Morals that
marriage is for women the commonest mode of livelihood, and the total amount of undesired sex endured by women is probably greater in a marriage than in prostitution.
He makes it sound as if for women there is no, has never been, and cannot be such thing as desired sex. Anyway. The question comes to mind whether a woman’s gift of herself and her abilities (sexual and non-sexual) are redeemed properly when entering into a relationship as opposed to her selling her time as an escort when she sees fit. Economists Lena Edlund and Evelyn Korn examined this same quandary through their A Theory of Prostitution, published in the “Journal of Political Economy” in 2002. After much research and calculation, an equation was derived to determine the answer to how viable it is for women to exchange their very essence for a promise of economic security and consistent emotional support through marriage.
However, further addressed in this examination was the child-bearing aspect. Edlund and Korn examined the exchange that results in a woman bearing a child for a man. The paper reduced this relationship to a business transaction that resulted in a man exchanging his items of worth for a child he was certain he sired and would have the opportunity to raise as his own. This arrangement, as described by Edlund and Korn, suggests that a man prostitutes himself for the privilege of being a father, among other opportunities.
Plenty of men prostitute themselves in relationships, as well. They are treated as sex objects and arm candy, used for their skills and talents, taken advantage of for their incomes, abilities to succeed in a career and to conceive a child. Mowing the yard, changing the oil, manscaping and showing up every day at the office are sacrifices they make in order to maintain a relationship with a woman whom they see as their sexual, intellectual or social superior or equal.
In reality, all relationships involve give and take. For a relationship to be established, each party must have something the other wants. It is up to the individuals involved to determine what a fair exchange will be. Escorts choose to sell their time and skip the drama. Many others who would reject the title of escort have admitted they married for money. Others choose to trade on different levels. A cynic can make any relationship seem dirty, inappropriate or seedy.
However, it comes down to one concept: What are you willing to give to get what you want—your entire independence, as in marriage, or a handful of dollars and no commitments whatsoever, as with escorts?
My Night As An Escort
My first experience in the escort business came about a couple of weeks ago.
I was in a pinch (actually desperate is a better description) and needed to get some money quickly.
I contemplated long and hard before finally committing myself to accepting the message that was on the swinging website that would forever change my life, I knew I had to do it.
I replied to the gentleman who was suggesting that I should let him fuck me for money that this would be a once off and only because I was desperate, I have nothing against escorts but it’s not a line of work I wanted to get into.
He is a bit of a deviant and wanted to fuck me in a public place but surreptitiously, you know the kind of fantasy, in a service station where someone might pop in at any stage.(Although being the night attendant at one of these meant nobody would actually burst in after the place was locked up for the evening).
I finished sending my reply and knew that there was nothing else I could do but wait and see the outcome of the meeting. I knew I had crossed over already and that my life as one of Auckland’s escorts
So a couple of hours later I was waiting for the last customer to leave the service station that this bloke worked at and for him to lock the doors. Our hookup would be down the back where if someone did peek in they would notice something happening but couldn’t really see much. I felt vulnerable, nervous and to be honest, excited (I was actually very wet).
The guy gave me a drink after he had locked up which obviously had a bit of vodka in it explaining that it might help both our nerves. We hatted a bit and the more we chatted, the more at ease I became (the alcohol probably helped as well).
We agreed that this would be a one-time only event without any further obligation from either side. Depending on how I felt about the experience afterward, I could call him back and we would go from there.
The man lead me to the back of the shop where he started to kiss me against the fridge doors.
As he kissed me his hands started to roam up and down my side, gently stroking my flanks which I always find incredibly arousing.
As his hands moved over my body the guy made sure he felt as much of me as he could and I’m glad he did because I was really starting to get turned on.
I had read that many escorts loved their job and as this guy worked his magic on me I could see why, it certainly helped that he was quite well toned and rather good looking.
As he kissed me he started to slide my dress up my thighs until he had the skirt bunched up around my waist, I hadn’t worn any panties and so my naked pussy was now on show.
I could feel his rock hard cock bulging beneath his pants, and I gave him a seductive smile as I opened my thighs wide, giving him a better view. He grasped my hips, taking the opportunity to enjoy the sight of my wet pussy.
I’ve been with real escorts before he said but I’m positive none of them got as wet as you are as fast as you have he said.
I blushed and said that it was probably something to do with the fear and excitement all rolled into one.
Let me see your tits he said and promptly slipped the straps over my shoulders.
Nice tits he said as he ogled my very hard nipples and soft breasts.
He let his mouth cover one of my nipples and started to suck…this was the end for me, licking my nipples has always been such a massive turn-on for me and sometimes I can even cum just having my nipples licked, so once his talented tongue started twirling my nipple I started to shudder and felt an orgasm building.
Oh god I thought, not only am I one of those escorts that fucks people in public I’m one who enjoys being fucked for money.
The guy was working really hard on my breasts now and his fingers had made there way across my flat tummy towards my pussy where the guy then explored my swollen folds as he switched to my other breast. I was so wet that we could both hear the slurping sound of his fingers caressing me. The guy then nearly made me come as he began slipping one finger deep inside me.
The guy released my nipple and watched my face as he stroked my hot little pussy. His thumb raked across my clit, and he slipped another finger in beside the first. I moaned and rocked my hips against his hand, my eyes closed in concentration and I didn’t notice the guy unbutton his jeans and push them down with his other hand,
Not that I had noticed of course, as I was too wrapped up with the feeling of him to be aware of anything else. In a swift, firm motion, he grabbed me tightly by the waist, his fingers caressing my supple body. Without any effort he lifted me back towards him and onto his hard cock, its length running between my legs and the tip resting against my clit.
His hard-on was quivering at the threshold of my pussy before I even noticed what position he was in. He kept his gaze on me as he pressed into me, the hardness and heat of his dick slipping in easily. My eyes flashed open as I realised what was happening and I opened my mouth to object , to say that this shouldn’t be happening, but I was so wet he was up to his balls in one swift stroke, I gasped as I felt his huge cock stretch me open then my orgasm hit.
He felt my pussy tense with the orgasm, and as I came he squeezed himself deep inside me, sensing his own approaching orgasm.
He thrust up into me only a hand full of times as my pussy clenched his cock during my orgasm and then I felt his cum squirting into me, filling my pussy with hot, sticky liquid. I reached down with my hands to grab his bum, forcing him deeper into me. The feeling of his skin against my own made me feel so, so horny that I didn’t want the moment to stop.
Oh my god I thought, if this is what happens for all escorts I’d be one right away but I knew that this isn’t the case usually and so I vowed to never do it again, I also realised how stupid I was to have unprotected sex with a stranger and even worse I hadn’t been paid. Thank fully I did get paid and I was able to get my self out of that little financial issue I had been in.
First Time
Get Ready for the latest story about my adventures with online dating.
I meet a lovely guy who promises me a night of cuddles.
Can we resist each other and just cuddle?
Come back soon and check out what happens.
Silvie’s Class Reunion – Part 2
John gave her a ride to his house. He lived in a gorgeous, modern two-storey, tucked away in the woods. As they drove down the lane dappled in early afternoon sunlight, Silvie admired her surroundings.
“This is lovely, John. Have you lived here long?”
“Just two years. When my first book went into its third printing, I finally had enough money to buy this place. I’ve got the house and about thirty acres. I like the isolation, but the house is close enough to town that I can go in whenever I want.”
He pulled his pickup to a stop in front of his house and led her inside. Silvie looked around, smiling at the tasteful décor. “This is lovely. You have really good taste.”
She turned and caught him eyeing her legs, and she secretly smiled. She was very glad that she had decided to wear a sexy red lace bra and matching thong panties beneath her clothes. The thought suddenly occurred to her that her love of sexy lingerie had been inspired by the novels of one Jack Jonson! They always contained at least one scene where the hero gets to enjoy the sight of the heroine dressed in her underwear. Her panties were getting wetter by the minute…
“Thank you,” John smiled. “I like it. Can I get you a drink?”
“Sure, whatever you’re having.”
Silvie followed him into the kitchen, admiring the view of his delectable ass as he walked. Her fingers fairly itched to squeeze those firm butt cheeks…
“Is water with lime okay?” he asked, interrupting her thoughts.
“Sounds great.”
Silvie watched as he dropped ice cubes into two tall glasses. He dug a lime out of the crisper and sliced off a few pieces. As he squeezed the lime over the ice, Silvie felt her nipples beginning to tingle. What would it feel like to have his fingers on her breast? She cleared her throat a little nervously as he poured sparkling water into the glasses and handed one to her.
“Thanks,” she smiled, watching him over the rim of her glass as she took a sip. “So, do you have an office here that you use for your writing?”
“Yeah, it’s upstairs.”
He led her through the living room, past a huge picture window that looked out onto a backyard deck, pool and hot tub.
“Wow, this is really beautiful,” Silvie said sincerely. “It must be great to have your own pool on these hot summer days.”
“Yeah, I do enjoy it. Plus, it’s great with the backyard being so private. I don’t have to worry about nosey neighbors if I want to sunbathe in the nude.”
Silvie nearly moaned at the mental image of him nude, slathered in oil, but she managed to subdue the urge.
She followed him up a flight of stairs to a landing that looked down below. As they walked down a hallway, they passed a massive bedroom, and Silvie peeked inside. There was a king size bed, and the sheets were rumpled. Her belly tightened at the thought of him naked between those sheets.
His office was at the end of the hall, and it had large windows on two sides that allowed in an abundance of light. John flipped on a computer and motioned for her to sit down in the office chair. He leaned over her shoulder and his arm brushed along hers as he reached for the mouse.
“Let me just open up the folder…here we go.”
He glanced down and nearly drooled at the sight of her full breasts and the dark valley in between. Even when he’d been her teacher, he had always fantasized about her lusciously full breasts. He knew she would have beautiful pert nipples, because he had seen the outline of them through her shirt many times. In fact, he could see their outline right now, and from this angle, he could see the edge of her bra. Was that red lace? His imagination went wild.
“What is the title?” Silvie asked, glancing up at him.
John quickly met her eye. He wasn’t sure if she had noticed the direction of his gaze, but he flushed slightly.
“The title? Oh, I’m not sure yet. It will probably be something along the lines of ‘Class Reunion’. The final say will be up to the publisher.”
“That sounds intriguing,” Silvie said with a grin. “What’s the basic plot?”
John’s flush grew even darker, but he managed to meet her stare. “Well, it’s about a teacher who meets his former student at a class reunion. They hit it off and one thing leads to another…you know.”
“Can I read one of the sex scenes?” Silvie inquired, with a laugh.
“Well, I haven’t really finished the first sex scene yet. I’ve kind of run into writer’s block lately.”
“Hmmm, well can I see what you’ve written so far?”
“Only if you promise not to laugh,” he said, grinning down at her.
“You have my word, I won’t laugh.”
Laughter was the furthest thing from Silvie’s mind at that moment. She was more concerned about not soaking through her skirt. She held her breath as John leaned over her once more and clicked open a file. He scrolled down a few pages and clicked the curser to show her where the sex scene started.
“There you go. This is the first time the main characters are about to get laid. Tell me what you think.”
John pulled up another chair and sat slightly behind and to her left as Silvie began to read. At first, it was difficult for her to concentrate with him watching her. She could almost feel his eyes on her like a caress, and her skin began to heat. However, after a few minutes, she became totally engrossed in what she was reading.
He truly was a talented writer, and the characters he had created seemed to come to life. Silvie was unaware of it, but as she read, she became increasingly aroused. Her lips parted slightly, her nipples hardened into tight buds that were clearly visible under her shirt, and she squirmed unconsciously on her seat. John couldn’t help but smile as he watched her reactions. Damn she was sexy!
He watched her hand manipulate the mouse, and his mouth went dry. She seemed to caress it, her finger rolling smoothly over the ball. He squirmed in his own chair as he thought about her dainty little hand rolling smoothly over his balls…
“This is wonderful, John. But what an odd place to stop writing,” she mused thoughtfully, finally turning to face him. “You were right to the best part, when he’s about to take her, and you just stopped. Why?”
John cleared his throat and looked up at her a bit sheepishly from beneath his brows. “Well, I’m having a hard time trying to figure out the positioning.”
Silvie frowned. “What do you mean?”
“I can’t decide what position she wants him to fuck her in. What do you think would be best?”
Silvie’s pulse was suddenly hammering, and she felt an overwhelming tightening in the pit of her belly. She swiveled her chair around to face him, and her legs brushed against his. It seemed thirty degrees hotter in the room.
“I guess that depends on how big his cock is,” she whispered in a sultry voice. Her eyes dropped suggestively to his lap, and she could see the large outline of his very hard erection.
“I’d say it’s bigger than average,” John said softly. “Since her pussy’s so tight, she’s likely going to have a hard time taking him all in.”
“Hmmm,” Silvie said thoughtfully. “Then it’s probably best for her to be on top, so she can control the penetration and give herself time to stretch.”
Silvie stood up and straddled his hips, lowering herself onto his lap. Her skirt was too short and too tight for this position, and it rode up high on her hips, revealing her lacy red thong panties.
“You know, something like this,” she murmured.
Silvie could feel his rock hard cock bulging beneath her, and she gave him a seductive smile as she opened her thighs wide, giving him a better view. John grasped her hips, taking the opportunity to enjoy the sight of her damp crotch. There was a growing patch of moisture showing on her panties, and he could smell her musky scent.
“Do you think he should completely undress her first, or just make love to her with her clothes on?”
As he asked the question, John was sliding her t-shirt up over her breasts. He whisked it over her head, leaving her upper body in just a lacy red bra. Her nipples were clearly visible, and the way they peeked through the gauzy lace made him painfully hard. It took only a flick of his hand to release the clip in her hair, and it tumbled in golden waves down around her shoulders.
Silvie was finding it hard to talk, but she managed in a breathy whisper as his hands cupped her breasts and began squeezing her nipples. “I think after not seeing each other for several years, they would be too impatient to completely undress. I think she would just be desperate to have him inside her. She’s probably been dreaming about him for years.”
“I’m sure he’s had his fair share of fantasies about her too. It probably drove him wild when she was his student, and he couldn’t have her.”
John pulled her nipple into his mouth and began to suckle it hard, through her bra. He grazed his teeth over the tip, and she moaned. Her head fell backward in surrender, and she arched to press her breast more fully into his lovely hot mouth.
“And would she be visibly wet for him, do you think?” John asked, still feasting on her tit.
“Umm, yes definitely. Her panties would be soaked through.” Silvie’s reply came out as a guttural groan.
John’s hand cruised down to her pussy, and he explored her swollen folds as he switched to her other breast. She was so wet that they could both hear the slurping sound of his fingers caressing her. John grasped the crotch of her flimsy panties and pulled it aside, slipping one finger deep inside her.
Good lord, she was tight and wet! John almost shot his load right then, feeling the muscles of her pussy clamp down onto his finger. He released her nipple and watched her face as he stroked her hot little pussy. His thumb raked across her clit, and he slipped another finger in beside the first. Silvie moaned and rocked her hips against his hand, her eyes closed in concentration.
“How can he be sure that this is really what she wants?” John asked her.
Silvie’s eyes fluttered open to lock with his, and she smiled. “She would show him, of course. Like this.”
In one graceful move, she rose from his lap and knelt between his legs. Meeting his eye, she unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to reveal his beautiful, hard cock. Her eyes widened when she saw the size of him. He was at least ten inches long and broader around than her wrist. Her pussy twitched in anticipation of being stretched to accommodate him.
Silvie licked the underside of his cock, seeing John shiver. Her tongue explored every vein and crevice, tasting the drops of pre-cum that leaked out of the tip. She took him into her mouth and gradually worked him down her throat. He tasted divine, a mixture of salty and sweet, and she moaned with delight. It was heaven hearing his groans and sighs after all the years when she had dreamed about this, and she worshipped his penis as he leaned further back in his chair.
John held on as long as he could, loving the feeling of her velvet mouth on his cock. He couldn’t resist stroking his fingers through her silky hair. She used her tongue to tease him, and her hair brushed against his groin with each downward stroke. She looked so beautiful. She was giving him the most mind-numbing blowjob he had ever had, and he could feel sweat beginning to run down between his shoulder blades as he tried to delay cumming. When he couldn’t wait any longer, he groaned out a warning.
“Silvie, I’m about to cum,” he managed through gritted teeth.
Silvie could feel the tension mounting in his penis, and she sucked all the harder. Suddenly, ropes of hot gooey cum were shooting down her throat, and she had to struggle to swallow fast enough. Even as his tremors began to subside, she could feel hers growing, as a massive orgasm began to roll through her. She slipped her mouth off his cock and laid her cheek beside it in his lap as she groaned with pleasure, waves of pleasure wracking her slender body.
John lifted her and carried her to a nearby couch. He laid her down and shed his underwear and jeans and tossed them on a nearby chair. Silvie sucked in a breath as she caught her first glimpse of his perfect, naked, mouthwatering ass. It definitely surpassed her expectations. His shirt and shoes quickly followed, and when he turned back to her, he was naked.
John knelt on the floor between her thighs. He grinned down at her and caressed the insides of her thighs as he eased them open. Her panties were soaked through, and he could see her juices beginning to run down her legs.
“You know that after she had given him such a thorough blowjob, he would have to express his gratitude by returning the favor.” As he spoke, John slipped her panties off and held them to his nose, inhaling deeply of her scent. “He’s always known his hot little student would smell and taste delicious.”
Silvie could only manage a strangled moan as she allowed him to pull her hips to the edge of the couch. John looped her knees over his shoulders and began to make love to her pussy. He used his lips, tongue and teeth to tantalize her, as he tasted every intimate fold. His fingers came into play, parting her wet lips so he could penetrate her with his hot tongue.
Silvie was on the verge of insanity, moaning and writhing as she threaded her fingers into his hair. Of all the times when she had masturbated while thinking of him, none of her experiences had even come close to this. John seemed to know her body better than she did, and he alternated between tormenting and soothing her tender flesh. He kept her always on the edge, but he wouldn’t let her reach orgasm as he pressed her relentlessly higher.
John was having a hard time controlling himself as he feasted on her gorgeous pussy. He had never dreamed he would have a chance to enjoy Silvie’s beautiful young body. Maybe it was because she had inspired all his fantasies for years, but he couldn’t get enough of her.
“Please…please let me cum,” she moaned, writhing helplessly before him.
John sensed that she couldn’t stand any more, and he suckled sharply on her clit while plunging two fingers deep inside her to find her sensitive pleasure point. Silvie’s orgasm was so strong, she nearly crushed his head between her thighs, but John didn’t mind, as he greedily lapped up her gushing fluid. She tasted even better than he had imagined.
Her thighs finally relaxed, and John sat back on his heels to enjoy the view. Silvie was sprawled in front of him with her lax legs draped over his shoulders, her pussy widely splayed, and her gorgeous heaving breasts encased in red, see-through lace. He grinned, thinking he must be in heaven.
Silvie’s eyes fluttered open again and she returned his grin. She sat up on her elbows and peered down at his cock. It was standing proudly erect, and her mouth watered at the sight.
“We still haven’t solved your writer’s block,” she pointed out with a naughty smile. “We really should explore the different positions that your characters could use to fit his massive cock into her tiny little pussy.”
John hooked his hands under her armpits and slid her off the couch, settling her astride his hips on the floor. His hands slid down to cup her bottom, and he kneaded the ripe globes as he nibbled on her breasts.
“I liked that suggestion you had earlier, where the student is on the teacher’s lap. Should I have them try it?”
Instead of answering with words, Silvie reached down between her thighs and guided his erection to her entrance. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she sank down, slowly impaling herself onto his rigid cock. The feeling was unbelievable! Her pussy had never felt so full, and she moaned her approval before beginning to move on him.
John gripped her waist as she rode him with slow, undulating movements. Silvie didn’t simply rise and fall on his cock. Instead, she used her hips and thighs to move her so that her pussy caressed his entire length. With each downward plunge, she took him so deep that he could feel the head of his penis probing her womb. He reached behind her to unfasten her bra, and it sprang free, releasing her gorgeous breasts.
He filled his hands with the luscious mounds, enjoying the weight of them as he squeezed her nipples. Her pussy contracted around him, and she arched her back, riding him faster. He kissed her, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth, and she moaned with delight.
They couldn’t get enough of each other, stroking and panting as their bodies strained to get even closer. Silvie had only had sex with two other men, but neither of them had stimulated her to this kind of passion. John had enjoyed more than his fair share of women, but he couldn’t remember ever enjoying sex like this.
Their tension grew until they were both mindless with need. Finally, John squeezed hard on Silvie’s tender nipples as he thrust deep inside her. She screamed, and the walls of her pussy clamped down hard on his cock as another orgasm possessed her. John was just a heartbeat behind her, and he fired his semen deep into her pussy, enjoying the way her body milked every drop out of him.
They collapsed to the floor in a sweaty heap, and John held Silvie against his side as they both struggled to slow their breathing down. Neither of them had felt this satisfied before, and they lay for a long time, just enjoying the sensations as their bodies cooled.
Finally, Silvie rose up on one elbow and grinned down at John. Her eyes were twinkling as they met his.
“So, is that all there is to your story? The teacher and his former student happen to meet, they have fantastic, incredible sex, and that’s the end?”
John gave her a heart-stopping smile as he lifted her to lie on top of him. “No way. That’s the introduction chapter, angel. We still have to figure out the rest of their story.”
Silvie wriggled on top of him, bending to give him a passionate kiss. She released his lips and gave him a sexy smile. “I think in the next chapter, they should have sex in the pool.”
“Anything you say, angel. You’re definitely my muse.”
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