Christmas is the greatest time of the year. Everyone loves Christmas – especially when it snows, you have a big cup of cappuccino with little marshmallows in your hands looking at sparkling Xmas tree decorated with LED strip light standing humbly in the corner of your living room and you are sitting wearing warm fluffy sweater in a big royal velvety chair of green or red color nearby an endless fire in your fireplace, above which you have the Xmas red-and-white socks for your entire family… I’ve been loving Xmas since very childhood – my dad and mom started this good tradition in our big house and now I expect presents in the fireplace socks, and I love to make presents to the people close to me. This time, I’ve decided to stop being an eskortlar Ankara girl (which I work now) for a while and give my boyfriend (whom I really love) my body wrapped as a perfect gift.
When he comes home from work (the last working day before Xmas holidays), he’ll see me in a red bow covering my tits and pussy (but it’ll be very easy to take off) and a red Xmas hat, like an elf. With nothing more on me. To make it come true, I have:
- not to have unnecessary hair anywhere on my body
- to dress up a hair on the head with style
- to sparkle like a fallen star or maybe a little less
- to smell very good and sweet.
I’ve been preparing all day: manicure, pedicure, shaving, shower, peeling, making up hair, doing makeup… When he returned home, I was already at the door meeting him. The door opened and he saw me in the entire beauty.
He was in the good mood (as it turned out later, he was given with a yearly premium and now we could afford ourselves Dominicana, of which we’ve been dreaming since last summer). He hugged me and started squeezing my buttocks. He seemed to drown in my sweet perfume, which covered the entire body (and had little pheromones).
Oh, my buttocks were so sweet – round and relaxed, and covered with nothing. He gradually took off the bow strip from me and I was now all-naked, picturing the most juiciest eskortlar Ankara pussycat. The shaved pubis pointed at the great pleasures that were waiting for him. When I walked the floor on mine high heels of red color (Xmas-themed, of course), my boobs and buttocks swayed and moved, which teased him a lot. He took off all his cloth and said he’s going to take a really fast shower to be clean at least a half as me and took a timeout for 3 minutes. I was sitting on a couch in the living room nearby the fireplace that gave good warmth during this cold snowfall. Two glasses of red wine were standing at the coffee table nearby.
He returned naked and we sipped a glass of wine to make a moment more fun. He crouched to my pussy and started giving me pretty well cunnilingus. I was sitting legs as wide open as it was possible by my anatomy and he was working with his lips and tongue inside me. I made it sweet too inside – as I supposed he’d want to make something like that (from the experience of eskortlar Ankara service, not little amount of clients desire to taste me sweet in pussy). He was enchanted with the taste. Even when I cum once, he didn’t want to leave my cavern.
Eventually, having there enough, he stood up to let me suck his dick, pulsating from the big desire. When I sucked him good, he roared and entered my pussy with one strong go. I didn’t want to resist his power. I felt myself at work in eskortlar Ankara service but at the same time, I felt really cozy and was hornier than I usually do when having sex with clients. He was entering and exiting me, leaning one hand on the backrest of the couch, the second one – on the seat, one leg on the floor, and the second one on the seat. In this pose, he was fucking me as if an eskortlar Ankara gal and got really excited seeing all of me exposed to his sight, smelling my wonderful skin. My vagina was open for his onslaught, getting wetter with every minute, and when he cummed, his sperm poured out of me on the couch and floor. I was happy to give him this relaxed present.