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Izmir escort agency pussycat Sonya is looking at the camera sitting on the edge of the sea transport
Izmir escort agency woman Sonya will be the best purchase for your evening this time. You may go with her to the sea if you want but also may close up in the hotel room and imagine yourself she is what you’ve always needed – it all depends on you and the thoughts raising when looking at this girl in the swimsuit
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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.
Whip was nice. I, a casting escorts girl, took it in the right hand and whipped a bare buttock of my client. He was now a slave, so he did not have a name or own will – only he had a stop word “Silmarillion” – hard to pronounce and definitely cannot be spoken occasionally.
His butt had small waves caused by the whip. It didn’t satisfy her. She took another one, harder and heavier, took in a hand and hit it on the palm a couple of times.
“Yes, my mistress, punish me, punish me!”
“Shut the fuck up, I didn’t give you the right to speak!” She screamed at him being in the image of a stern mistress.
The whip was lowered by a casting escorts girl on his red buttocks.
“Ahh,” he outspoken, pleased.