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The factory. I’ve seen this building in the hood before, when I was a small girl, as I was born and grew up in Izmir city – old, dilapidated building over the gray concrete fence. No one lives around this building for a long time anymore – the last family from the street with the factory moved across the city in the new block ten years ago. Now, their house was in the row of the others looking on the old building, getting soaked by rains and blown by winds.

I have no idea what’s in the head of my next client from New Year Russian escort Izmir service, but he wanted a girl to have sex with her inside of this rusty building. He paid extra. I was the only girl to agree on it from entire Izmir escort agency Christmas service as ‘twas good money I the rest of the girls were afraid of going there. Ding-a-ling cowards.

Client’s car stopped by the fence, far from the main entry though it was a long time ago the last police officer shown up here to protect the building from trespassing. Nobody cared for this rotten fleapit anymore.

We entered through a hole in the fence. Rather, not a hole but an absence of one and a half sections of concrete cells in the fence so, if there wouldn’t be required to step over the threshold, we’d drive a car inside the factory, I suppose.

Inside, there was quiet and sullen. The morose feeling started somewhere in the back of my neck but I shook it off, believing ‘twas just cold weather. We took a warm blanket along to lay on it, as it was not more than +10 now. Chilly.

We went upstairs, to the second, and then – the third floor. The stairs were only on the walls as the middle of the factory was completely empty. A huge hangar, if you like.

The third floor was full of small offices where bookmakers and other clerks used to work decades ago. Dusty, rusty, and gloomy. He put a blanket on the floor of one of the most presentable cabinets and told me to get undressed. I turn naked from below the waistline, as it was chilly to undress completely. I’ve been to some chilly places before during my work as Izmir escort agency Christmas girl and it was one of the warmest of them, in fact. I lay on the blanket. It was warm and fluffy, with a thick layer of white artificial fur preventing me from freezing.

He unzipped pants and started to enter into me. I was all dry from fear to this place and cold. We spent for five minutes or so trying to get me moisturized. During this time, he used fingers, his tongue and was continuously trying to enter into me with the penis. Finally, he got in there and started a movement. The wind was swirling in the office and behind the door, rising small dots of dust, playing with them in the air.

A client moved pretty actively and, it seems to me, got high from this ambiance around. He took my legs with hands and raised them up, continuing to penetrating me. His legs were slapping on my ass. And even more, they did when he raised my ass even higher, holding the buttocks now on hands actively hammering my pussy. It was a nice feeling, not cold now, I got warmed up. I unzipped my jacket that brought boobs to the light.

My boobs were in their own dance, circling in a whimsical manner from his strong motions. I watched them doing that and felt his assured penetrations. The fear before this place stepped away until it was gone. A series of strong jerks started and he ended up inside of the body of me, a good-looking New Year Russian escort Izmir girl, sheathed by the condom.

We lay back for a while. Then, I asked a cigarette from him, lit it and, not dressing up, came out of the cabinet on the stairs to smoke. Tranquility filled me from inside – ‘twas so quiet there, no movements, no rustles or scratches of the small animals, nothing. Only suppressed howling of the wind that chilled my bare buttocks and legs. And circling of a smoke from my cigarette. At this moment, I loved this place for being so quiet and un-intense.

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