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David was an instructor in water aerobics at the hotel where she stayed on her first foreign trip for a vacation. As it is necessary to such men, he was fine; it is possible to tell almost divinely fine. He walked along the beach of the hotel, playing with his almost perfect muscles, invigoratingly shook his elastic buttocksб and enticed ladies of all ages to work with him on “something pleasant in the water,” like a man from escort Outcall / Incall.

Every day from twelve to four, he and a group of women tirelessly jumped under the fiery music in the water. Rather women jumped in the water, and he spent more than half the time on sandy shore, showing them how to jump, so seductively looking in his performance of these movements. It all the time seemed to her that all these crowds were jumping into the water only to see how he twisted his amazing butt for ten minutes in a row. Then he took a shower, erotically washing himself with saltwater. Woman life on the beach froze during that time, chained solely to his actions and body.

She also watched, lying under the big red umbrella, dreaming, like most other women, to feel his hands on her body, to touch his lips and, of course, to fall asleep in his arms. Every day, going to the beach, she caressed herself with fingers in the shower, imagining how his beautiful body pressed her to the glass walls of a cramped cubicle filled with steam, how his lips touch her neck, how he holds his hands over her soaped breasts, how he strokes her belly and, eventually, with the roar of the conqueror, takes her, like a girl from Russian escort Izmir.

Everything happened on the day when she decided to go again to swim, especially since in the pool, by that time, there were almost no people at all.

David was there, still as beautiful as an ancient god – in tight swimming trunks and with a towel over his shoulders. Noticing her, he smiled affably and even waved his hand, saying that the evening was expected to be just wonderful. She agreed and tried to swim across the pool, which she did with difficulty. He squatted on the edge of the pool and asked where she came from and, of course, he asked why she was swimming alone and where her husband was.

She smiled, trying not to give out another wave of nervous tremor that had rolled over her, and she said she was resting alone, and she did not have any husband. Then he got up and left, wishing her a good evening.

Grieved by this fact, she went to her room.

She understood the fact that he was following her only when she did not hear the usual door slap – he went into her room after her. Turning around, she saw him standing in the doorway – all with the same towel on his shoulders and swimming trunks, through much more active than usually, as they bulged impressive size of his penis. Taking her hand, he pulled her into the shower, turned on the water and, using a liquid soap, began caressing her body gently. She moaned softly, like a girl from elit escort in Turkey, cuddled to his hands, covering her eyes in pleasure. After that, he turned the shower water on and began to wash off the water.

He unbuttoned the buckle from the top of her swimsuit and slowly, relishing this movement, freed her breasts from wet cloth. Then he lowered her panties, not removing them to the end, and sent her a jet of water right between her legs. She moaned a little louder, starting to bend in the back like a girl from Russian elit escort, hugging his body, burning with the heat of lustful desire.

Finally, when he lowered her panties to the floor and freed her feet, she felt his dick – it leaned against her between the legs, caressing the inside of her thighs. Without hesitation, he entered her opened hole of wet and cleaned pussy, stopped for a while, letting her get used to his presence in her body and began to move. He fucked her in this position for several minutes, then pressed her back to the misted wall of the shower cubicle, lifted her in his arms, forcing her to clasp his legs with her hips and again went into her, clamping her body between himself and the glass.

It was amazing. The girl wriggled in his arms and moaned from pleasure, hot waves were rolling up to the moment of orgasm and he finished with her.

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Mike did not remember so bright evening for a long time. This escort agency girl was in the middle of everyone’s attention, servicing as a toastmaster, invigorating their event with her brisk and lively character, resounding laughing, and nice contests, some of which were not so restrained and even a little horny – just right for a party of men and woman who is absolutely, deadly tired of tedious classical parties where everyone is standing with glasses of whatever in their hands, chatting, and getting bored. It was not the case now with this vivacious pussy from an escort agency in Izmir. The following story is recorded from words of a participant, an eyewitness, Mike.

…When I got there, the contest she was managing at the moment was called ‘Selfie’: the winner is the one who will make the funniest or the most hilarious selfie amongst the participants. Not for nothing, everyone laughed about in the process and then – when looking at selfies made. The winner guy received nice deep French kiss from this Escort agency in Izmir pussycat. Everyone from the man’s part of the crowd suddenly wanted to take his place.