The adventures of a quiet country escort..(chapter 20)..

The  Friday , like a deja- vu , I found myself on the  Ricciardihouse  to place the scooter against the wall of the house.
The only novelty   my job starting , this time to 21.

" Hello Anna , always punctual ........ Luigi came out, I can offer you something to drink?
" Thank you ! I would like a tea ........
" Let's go in my sewing room , so we're quieter ......... we've known forever, but we never talked about ....   ...... so tell me, something about you ..!


The sewing room was very bright , had the windows (strictly satin ) ..... immense ......... I had never seen anything like it. On the left was a fine show ,a  sofa gray ....... very deep ..... the hostess with elegance , there lay over , touching my hand as if to invite me to follow his act .

:”I wonder that you think of us
 ... ! ... After seeing the contents of the carton .....
" I do not see anything wrong with that.... ! ..
" You know, we are lonely in the house , Luigi went to play with  ......... Ivano ....

After tell this , with one hand began to stroke my chin, lips and finally arrived at the neck
He began to unbutton my shirt.

"Little Anna .. you are very hot ...... ! And also scented ....... ......
" You know .... it's the first time I make love to a woman .......
" Do not worry ......... no one will disturb us ....... !


He pulled out my breasts , then ....... Gently , she wheeled her wet tongue around the nipples turgid ....... using my hot herbal tea as a natural lubricant .
her stroked my long blond hair ......... I wanted to reciprocate ...... even with just one kiss , but the sweet Rosa, was committed to disappear  my pants of my young thighs.
I felt his tongue darting into my navel , his hands caressing my hips while ...... ....... ........ panting  for the pleasure given ........ then , it was like a blast ........ like a waterfall ... a warm wind ...... like ....... I can not explain , his tongue felt great ........ great ..... inside my wet slit ....... like a forest after the rain ..........  came and went with decision like a miniature penis ........ small but experienced , wise in his movements ......... precise as a surgeon and decided as an army commander .

I felt   slowly  the orgasm........  imagined  as a canoe on a river ........... slow steady downhill .... ........
My hands was in the head of my lover .......... nothing in the world could have been away from her in that " sacred " moment , and while the orgasm overwhelmed me, i  howling my pleasure like never before.

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