Nina escort gallery

prostituta Madrid

As an escort, I do not remember my client’s name or their background story because they just love your body, not you. They just use it no matter whether it hurts us or not and then go back to their life.

But, there was one client who really left a deep impact on me and I still remember him a lot. The guy was a handsome businessmen and I still remember him a lot. The guy was a handsome businessman and was really depressed.  He had lost his wife and son in a road accident and was still in a shock.  He had booked my service specifically to cheer himself up. When he told me about his background, my heart was in my throat. At that moment, I decided to cheer him up. Moscow escort I started music on my i-phone and start taking my clothes off. 

As I removed my garments, his gaze went from ground to my hot body. For a minute, he smiled and I was glad to see that. After taking off my clothes, I unzipped his pants, got his cock out of undergarments and sat on it. 

Escort Moscow I performed a lap dance moving my vagina in all direction while his cock was deep inside me.  I kept on dancing till he ejaculated inside my vagina. Now, he was sexually aroused, he looked straight into my eyes and kissed me passionately on my lips.   He was really a good kisser; the way he moved his lips were just amazing.  While kissing, he unhooked my bra and left my tits wide open. He started sucking them like a child who has got his favorite toy. In between, he also kissed my long neck too. I too took off his shirt along with pant to make him completely nude He lifted e up while sucking my tits and put me gently on bed.

He jumped on me and showered my whole body with sweet kisses.  I moaned with excitement as his lips moved all over my body. Then, he lifted me up from bed and made me stand straight. Caressing my hair, he bended me down till his waist. He told me to support myself by putting my hands on the floor. I did exactly what he said. In fact, I was pretty much excited how he is going to fuck me. I put all my weight on my arms. 

He positioned his cock on my vagina and fucked me gently in this position. He kept on fucking me till he ejaculated and I achieved an orgasm.

Now, both of us were highly sweat as well as panting heavily after our intense sexual encounter. We went to deep sleep. When I woke up in the morning, the guy thanked me for cheering him up and went back to his normal life. Good thing is that he has become my closest pal nowadays. In fact, he had introduced me to his parents too. His parents thanked me a lot for pulling their son out of depression. First time in my life, I felt proud as an escort and really glad that I have formed a deep bond with a good guy. Who knows, it result in marriage too. I am keeping my fingers crossed.

Lucia-sex-anal-oral

chicas de sexo en Madrid

Professor Anders was one of those older women who just never lost the Ummmmphhh God gave em. She was maybe in her late 50's, classically graying hair, classy dress that only hinted at the body underneath. Best of all though, were those legs; Long, Tina Turner, Ya-So-I'm-Older-But-I-Still-Look-Damn-Good legs. I would sit in class every day and imagine feeling those legs on my shoulders.

At first the fantasies were just in passing when she bent or crouched down to get something, mere momentary flights of fantasy. Escort MoscowIn time though, I found myself imagining it more and more until I found I was not paying attention to what she was saying when she lectured any more. Instead, I was imagining those full lips kissing me or sucking me. My grades showed my lack of attention unfortunately.

"OK Vince, I have to get the class started." She was mildly annoyed I could tell and it was then I realized she had probably repeated the question but I had once again not heard it. 

"If you have a minute would you hang around after class for a few, I'd like to talk to you."

   "Sure." I replied and shifted my backpack to cover my erection. Moscow escort "No problem." I turned and walked to my seat berating myself for being such a geek. But those lips, her breasts, I was obsessed with this woman old enough to be my mother.

  Class seemed to fly by and I was dreading it ending. I figured she was going to question me why I was doing so badly and I couldn't tell her the truth. She'd laugh her ass off and then tell all the other teachers and I would look like even more of a geek. I sat there trying to think of something I could say to maybe satisfy her. Then she bent over her desk and that sweet ass was just perfect to run up and. . .

Everyone else was getting up, I guess I missed the end of class. I put my note pad and book away and stood up. I held my backpack again over my erection and walked up to her sheepishly. I had no idea what I was going to say.

   She looked up and smiled and gave me a motion to wait a second. The last students left the lecture hall and she stood and walked over to the door and closed and locked it. She turned and came back towards me, reaching up and letting her hair down. She always wore it back in a very conservative hair style. As she let it down I saw how long her hair really was, it was beautiful.

 "Sorry, I had to let it down, it was driving me nuts, I pulled it back way too tight." She said and laughed . . . no . . . giggled. She giggled. Not a school girl giggle. . .this sweet melodic giggle that was so. . .

       "Vince!" She clicked her fingers in front of my face twice to get my attention. "Are you on drugs? Is that what is wrong?"

      

 "On...what? No. No, I'm not on drugs." I stammered back.

       "Well, then, what the hell is the problem? You go from being my best student to barely being able to pay attention long enough. . .are you fading on me again?"

       "No Ma'am."

       "Good. What the hell is the problem?" She said sitting down and looking up at me. I realized I was shaking. She looked so beautiful. "Vince?" She raised an eyebrow in question and I smiled without meaning to. She looked so cute. She leaned back in her chair.

    I was a rabbit in the headlights. I was frozen in place and unable to move as she undid another button. I was sure I had drifted into one of my fantasies and she was going to yell at me any second but, she didn't. Instead she undid the third button and The blouse opened enough for me to see the glorious swell of her breasts.

    "I. . ." I started to speak and she motion with a finger across her lips for me to be silent. Oh God, I thought I was going to cum in my jeans. She was smiling at me with a wicked grin as she undid the fourth and fifth buttons and pulled her blouse open. Here tits were amazing. She pulled her bra down and let them pop out and I was certain I was going to wake up very embarrassed any second.

  She reached out a hand and took mine and placed it on her left tit. So hot, so soft, she was trembling. I squeezed and played with it and she tossed her hair over her shoulder, the gray like silver strands catching the light. I took a breast in either hand and played with them, they sagged some but were so beautiful, so natural . . . not like the ones in that magazine.

She pushed my face down to her nipple and I began to suck on it. She moaned and grabbed my ass with her legs and pulled me to her. She was stroking my hair and kissing my neck as I sucked on her glorious tit and played with the other. She reached down and undid my fly and I was thinking about anything but sex, so worried I would cum as soon as she touched me.

       With her heels she pushed my pants and underwear down and my cock sprang to life. It was a good sized one I guess, about 8 inches and thick. She seemed impressed as she took it in her hands and began calling me "her big boy". This was all too great.

 

She pulled my cock and played with it, I was barely able to breath as her fingers smeared the precum all over the head and made it slippery. I was moaning as her hands slid up and down the shaft, my balls ached, this was heaven.

She hiked up her skirt and I saw she wore garters and hose and a pair of black lace panties. She pulled them to the side to reveal the bare shaved vulva I had just dreamed of until now. The lips were soaking wet and it looked so perfect. She pushed me forward with her heels and guided my cock expertly into her waiting hole.

  Sliding in I was unable to breathe. So hot and wet and so tight. I guess I expected older pussy to be loose but it wasn't. It was nice and tight and it felt like a hand pulling me in to her. When my cock was all the way in she pulled my face up and kissed me, those soft lips parting and her tongue sliding into my mouth.

 With her heels she pushed my ass and set the rhythm for the fucking, not to hard or fast. Nice and easy as I enjoyed the feeling of sliding out of her, her love tunnel grabbing me as I did. Then sliding back in balls deep. Our kiss didn't end, we kept kissing. I was playing with one breast and bracing myself with the other hand, my whole body was trembling

 She broke the kiss and leaned back onto her elbows. Swinging one leg out she hooked it over my shoulders and then she raised the other up. I leaned into them and she was able to bend them all the way back till her knees almost touched her tits, it was amazing.

   "Fuck me hard baby boy. Fuck me good." She said in a nasty deep breathy voice that almost made me cum. I didn't need any more urging. I fucked her as fast and hard as I could and she moaned and tossed her head back. I braced myself with both my hands and fucked her good and deep, our bodies slapping together each time like applause.

    She reached up her hands and grabbed her tits to keep them from bouncing so hard and began to play with them for me. Squeezing and pulling on the nipple. It was all too much, I couldn't hold back any more. I slammed into her as hard as I could, my breath a ragged gasping.

Then I came and slammed into her with each spurt of hot cum I filled her with. Going balls deep I filled that sweet snatch just like I had dreamed with load after load of cum. She was whispering all sorta nasty things to me about my cum. . . . how hot is was in her cunt...how she loved being filled up by me. I don't remember the rest. . .I was shaking and barely able to breath.

 I stayed in her until my cock was half soft and slid out. There was a pool of her cum and mine on the desk under her ass. She laughed and kissed me again, deep sweet soft kisses. Then she pushed me back and pulled her panties back over her pretty lower lips. Pulling her skirt down and she slid off the desk she straightened it out.

 Grabbing Kleenex from her desk top she cleaned up the cummy pool and tossed them in the garbage. She pulled her bra back up and arranged her tits and began to button up her blouse again and turned to me. I was still standing there grinning.

   "Vince...pants. . .pull em up baby."

 Oh man...I am such a geek. I pulled up my underwear and pants and zipped up. Looking back at her she was once more the conservative Professor Anders, prim and proper. I smiled because it all seemed so much like a dream to me. I could barely believe it was real.

   Needless to say I aced that class.

Lucia-sex-anal-oral

sexo citas

Profesor Anders era una de esas mujeres de edad avanzada que nunca perdió el Dios Ummmmphhh dio em. Era tal vez en sus finales de los años 50, clásico pelo canoso, vestido con clase que sólo dio a entender en el cuerpo debajo. Lo mejor de todo, estaban esas piernas; Long, Tina Turner, Ya-So-soy-Mayor-Pero-I-Naturaleza Look-Damn-Buenas piernas. 
 Escort Moscow Me sentaba en clase todos los días e imaginar sentir esas piernas sobre mis hombros.
Al principio, las fantasías eran sólo de pasada cuando se inclinó o se agachó para conseguir algo, meros vuelos momentáneos de fantasía. Con el tiempo, sin embargo, me encontré a mí mismo imaginando que más y más hasta que me di cuenta de que no estaba prestando atención a lo que estaba diciendo cuando ella dio una conferencia más. Moscow escort En cambio, me estaba imaginando esos labios carnosos besándose mí o me chupadores. Mis calificaciones mostraron mi falta de atención por desgracia.
 

Después de 4 exámenes que había pasado de un promedio de 94 a 84 y el profesor Anders tomó aviso. Yo había estado fijando la curva pero ahora me estaba tocando fondo. Ella me llamó la atención como entré en clase y me hizo un gesto hacia ella. Tengo que admitir, mi corazón latía a mil por hora mientras me acercaba, yo estaba seguro de que ella se había dado cuenta de que me mira fijamente sus pechos grandes o sonriendo mientras se inclinaba sobre.
  Su rostro era el tipo que era bastante y se podría decir, en años más jóvenes que ella era realmente una chica. No Modelo bonito realmente, sólo bonita de una manera natural. Sus ojos eran muy amables y sus labios eran tan lleno y tan suave que parece que podría chupar una estrella. . .
  "Vince?" Profesor Anders estaba obviamente esperando una respuesta. Oh, mierda, ella había estado hablando a mí todo el tiempo. "Está ahí?"
Aceptar, en caso de duda mirar mudo y confuso. Es la táctica clásica de la universidad para la compasión de los profesores. Ese fue un buen plan, me fui para él y miré estúpido. No fue difícil, lo único que tenía que hacer era tomar un momento para notar su camisa conservadora estaba situado justo que yo pudiera ver un atisbo de la curva de su pecho a través de un pequeño espacio. Soft carne cremosa que subía y bajaba con su respiración. Dios quería.

"OK Vince, tengo que conseguir la clase comenzó." Ella era algo molesto que podría decir y fue entonces cuando me di cuenta de que probablemente había repetido la pregunta, pero una vez más no lo había oído. "Si tienes un minuto le colgar alrededor después de clase para unos pocos, me gustaría hablar con usted."
    "Claro". Yo le respondí y cambié mi mochila para cubrir mi erección. "No hay problema." Me di la vuelta y caminé hacia mi asiento reprender a mí mismo por ser un geek tales. Pero esos labios, los pechos, yo estaba obsesionado con esta mujer la edad suficiente para ser mi madre.
   Clase parecía volar y yo temía que acabar. Me imaginé que me iba a preguntar por qué lo estaba haciendo tan mal y yo no podía decirle la verdad. Ella reía su culo y vuelva a decir a todos los demás profesores y yo se vería aún más de un friki. Me senté allí tratando de pensar en algo que podría decir para satisfacer quizá ella. Luego se inclinó sobre su escritorio y que dulce culo era simplemente perfecto para correr y. . .
Todo el mundo se estaba levantando, supongo que me perdí la final de la clase. Puse mi bloc de notas y el libro y se levantó. Sostuve mi mochila de nuevo sobre mi erección y me acerqué a ella tímidamente. No tenía ni idea de lo que iba a decir.   Ella levantó la vista y sonrió y me dio un movimiento que esperar un segundo. Los últimos estudiantes salieron de la sala de conferencias y ella levantó y se acercó a la puerta y cerradas y bloqueadas ella. Se dio la vuelta y volvió hacia mí, alzando y dejando el pelo suelto. Siempre llevaba de nuevo en un estilo de pelo muy conservador. Como ella lo bajó vi cuánto tiempo realmente era su pelo, era precioso.
   "Lo siento, tuve que dejarlo abajo, me estaba volviendo loco, me tiré de él demasiado apretado." Ella dijo y se rió. . . no. . . rió. Ella se rió. No es una risa niña de la escuela. . .this risita dulce melódica que fue así. . .
        "Vince!" Ella chasqueó los dedos delante de la cara dos veces para llamar mi atención. "¿Es usted de las drogas? ¿Es eso lo que está mal?"

 "En lo que ...? No, no, no estoy contra las drogas." Tartamudeé espalda.
        "Bueno, entonces, ¿qué diablos es el problema? Se pasa de ser mi mejor estudiante de apenas poder pagar la atención el tiempo suficiente.. .are Que el desvanecimiento en mí otra vez?"
        "Ninguna señora."
        "Bien. ¿Qué demonios es el problema?" Dijo sentándose y mirando hacia mí. Me di cuenta de que estaba temblando. Se veía tan hermosa. "Vince?" Ella levantó una ceja en cuestión y me sonrió sin querer. Se veía tan linda. Ella se echó hacia atrás en su silla.
  "Vince.. Me .do un favor y puso su mochila hacia abajo." Ella me preguntó mirando a los ojos. Negué con la cabeza no inmediatamente. "Por Favor." Ella volvió a preguntar y yo negué con la cabeza que no otra vez. "Mmmmhmmm." Ella levantó una ceja de nuevo y luego me mira fijamente a los ojos se lamió los labios.

Casi me soné fajo en ese momento. Estaba mirando mi muerte a los ojos cuando ella hizo eso ... oh mi Dios. . . ella debe haber visto mi reacción ... oh mierda!   "Vince, cálmate." Ella dijo, reprimiendo una sonrisa mientras se levantaba. Oh hombre .... esto era tan vergonzoso. Era como el sueño cuando vas a clase y recuerda que olvidó sus pantalones o algo así. Yo sabía que ella estaba a punto de echarse a reír un momento a otro y punto en mí y decirme lo que un idiota que era. Esta fue mi peor pesadilla hecha tr. . .. "Vince, relajarse, calmarse." Se puso de pie y rodeó el escritorio y puso su mano en mi hombro para tratar de calmar mi ataque de pánico. Su toque, tan trivial de un toque como era, seguía siendo su toma de contacto conmigo y aunque yo estaba entrando en pánico, tener un colapso nervioso, ya punto de correr gritando en la noche para nunca ser visto otra vez, también me puse tan difícil que le dolía.   Mi mano agobiante de agarrar mi mochila tan duro. Ni siquiera me había dado cuenta de lo mucho que lo estaba apretando el mango hasta que mi mano empezó a doler como un hijo de puta. Así que, sin pensarlo, me trasladé manos y cuando lo hice, mi estado llena de atención hizo muy evidente para que nadie vea. Mi polla estaba dura roca bajando mi pantalón pierna izquierda y estaba a punto tan obvio como que llevaba un letrero de neón que decía "Mi gallo es duro!".

El profesor no te lo pierdas tampoco pero, su reacción me tomó por sorpresa. Sus ojos se abrieron un poco y su sonrisa se convirtió en una sonrisa y su rostro enrojeció. Ella fue a hablar y tuvo que alejarse cuando las palabras no salieron. Ella respiró hondo y soltó una risita que era casi como una risita y se fue detrás de su escritorio. Cuando habló, su voz era notablemente diferente de alguna manera, más suave, entrecortada.
 "Ahhh... .Wow." Ella se echó a reír. "Usted es un muchacho grande ¿no es así?" Tanteó con los papeles en su escritorio para tratar de conseguir su mente de lo que había visto. El hecho de que ella estaba tan nerviosa como yo estaba ahora me hizo sentir mucho mejor. Me sentí casi humano otra vez. "Ahhhh. Ummmmm. Vince... No es desconocida para un joven a desarrollar sentimientos por una figura de autoridad más cuando en la universidad de los primeros años. De hecho, es muy normal que un hombre para conseguir un enamorado de una mujer profesora. "Ella estaba mirando sus papeles y ahora ella estaba evitando el contacto visual.
"Aunque puede ser un poco embarazoso que es normal. No es perverso o penal.. .no Uno va a pensar que está trastornado o llame a los gallos." Larga pausa cuando se dio cuenta de su desliz. "Policías... Llamar a la policía y denunciar como un psicópata". Se detuvo allí. Poco a poco me miró tratando de mantener la compostura para ver si me había cogido el deslizamiento. Mi sonrisa le dije que tenía. "Es una cosa normal." Su voz era más pequeña ahora, no como autoridad y mucho más dulce.  "YO." Eso fue todo lo que salió ... Yo estaba tratando de decirle, pero mi garganta se cerró y casi se desmayó mientras mi corazón explotó.
       .