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Diary of a High Price Escort. Book 17 Part Two

Angel continues to fill in for Tiffany and Jasmine, but finally has Mitch to herself.

As I entered our suite, I glanced at the clock; it read 8:50 AM. I was a little surprised that Mitch hadn't called yet. I wanted to shower so I could wash James' scent entirely from my body, but I didn't want to miss Mitch's phone call and decided to wait, sitting in one of the chairs on the sunny balcony. I sat there thinking about James' assault on my body. I had the same nauseous feeling in my stomach now that I had wh...

E089: Sunday on the Cape

Emma and Donald finds a delightful way to enjoy the view.

In the morning, Emma and Donald take their time in the shower, making sure each have been well soaped, washed, and specially cared for.  First, after lathering Donald’s member completely, Emma rinses it as she kneels before him and takes the glans into her mouth.  Donald was just starting to get hard, and the warmth of her mouth and tickle of her tongue along his slit makes his cock start to tremble.  Emma takes the shaft...

Rachel Fucking the Tourist

Rachel meeting and fucking a tourist.

Fucking the Tourist My name is Rachel; I'm from London, England. I moved to the United States to start a new beginning. Living in sunny California I thought I'd see movie stars everywhere I went. I was wrong but not disappointed many of the people here in the San Francisco, Bay Area are nice and fun to be around. One night, I ran into a fellow Britt named Peter. He was asking for directions to get back to his hotel. I kne...

To love a stranger

A romantic encounter at Madama Tussauds

When I first landed in London, my brother Scott’s friends let me doss on their couch while I got myself sorted with a job and shit. Like all newcomers and tourists I wanted to see the sites and soak up the atmosphere, so Madame Tussauds was to be my first port of call.I was at Madame Tussauds, dressed in my All Blacks shirt (choice eh!) and with a red carnation thing wrapped in tin foil, that some lady outside had pinned...

Sodom Eyes ( Part 3 ) -- Taste Testing

More adventures on the road

William held the pestle against my butthole. I could feel how cold it was. He told me to take a deep breath, and slowly pushed it in. My ass spread wide, wider than ever before, wider than my brothers or Uncle Jake ever made it wide. It popped past my anal ring and the muscles closed over the glass shaft as the head decended into the depths of my rectum, spreading those walls, seeking out new life, and new pleasure, boldl...