Experiences with prostitutes

My wife
went home first yesterday. Having nothing to do, I strolled to a street near Hepingli and found a dimly lit massage parlor. Inside, there were only two women, but they both seemed quite nice. One was wearing flesh-colored stockings, the other black pantyhose and black boots. I preferred them; they were more pleasing to the eye.
After taking off my coat, I lay down, and the woman sat beside me. I smelled her fragrance, a faint, not strong scent. I felt good, and we chatted while she touched me, exchanging flirtatious banter. This woman was very cheerful and easygoing, and I started thinking about sex. I asked, and was told they didn't offer oil massages, but only hand massages. Well, I'll settle for an oil massage then.
The woman, her high heels clicking, went to get tissues and oil. Hearing the sound of her heels aroused me. She brought some oil—I don't know what kind—and applied some to my penis, then massaged, massaged, and massaged some more. I wasn't idle either. I touched her breasts and told her they felt really good, though they were actually a bit small. A minute or two later, I told the girl, "Come on, let me see your sexy panties." After pulling down her black pantyhose, I saw a black, transparent top. They were only moderately sexy, really. By the way, I've seen many girls' panties, and I really think they lack aesthetic sense in this area, or maybe I just haven't encountered high-end ones. I acted very attracted, kissed her buttocks, and rubbed them hard. Her buttocks felt quite good. Moving forward, I touched her vulva through her panties; it wasn't very wet yet. I rubbed it for a while through her panties, and I could see she was more sensitive to the friction on her clitoris. Her clitoris quickly became erect, and it was already a little wet. Hehe, at this point, I was distracted by the thought of forcing myself on this girl
, not focusing on the friction on my penis, and instead increasing the speed of my rubbing of her vulva and searching for a more suitable spot, finding her tiny clitoris. The girl started screaming, telling me to stop, and her body began to twist. I pulled the girl close and hugged her, telling her I wanted to fuck her. I kissed her earlobe and licked her earlobe. Because we had chatted well beforehand, she didn't object too strongly and seemed to enjoy it. I pulled down her panties and started stimulating her clitoris with my hand. I pulled her closer and pretended to kiss her clitoris; it had no odor, just a faint fragrance. There was very little hair. She started getting wet, and her breathing became rapid. She said, "Why haven't you come yet?" I said, "I'm waiting to fuck you." The bed was small and narrow, so I moved to the side and let her lie down with her back to me. She lay down first, then got up again, saying, "No, you can't put it in." I ignored her and inserted my fingers into her clitoris, thrusting in and out. Then I put them in her mouth and made her lick my hand, while also thrusting in and out of her mouth. She got wet more and more, and her moans became more suppressed
before I stopped. I stroked her cheeks and hair, pulled her closer, and said, "Come on top of me, we won't do anything, let's talk." The woman obediently climbed onto me and lay on top of me. I gently patted and stroked her back, kissing her cheek. Her vagina and my penis were pressed tightly together. I adjusted my penis and placed it between her legs. Surprisingly, she then actively rubbed her vagina up and down against my penis. I knew it was about time. If she still had any reservations, it was probably about professional ethics.
I chuckled and stroked her breasts, rubbing my penis against her clitoris. She became increasingly wet. Finally, I inserted my penis into her vagina. She let out a soft moan, exhaled a long breath, and began to masturbate. After a while, she straightened her upper body and began to thrust vigorously back and forth. Her suppressed moans sounded like those of a wronged dog. Soon, I ejaculated, but she was still not satisfied and continued to rub back and forth. In the end, I don't know if she had an orgasm. Afterwards, she was still lying on top of me. I hugged her, patted her back, ran my hands through her hair, patted her buttocks, and said some incoherent things.
Soon, she got up, playfully scolding me, and lightly hit my chest. I put on my pants and shoes and got ready. Immediately afterward, her phone rang. A woman called her name and handed her the phone. After a brief exchange, she hung up. She seemed very nervous. I also put on my pants and shoes. She sat on the bed with her back against the wall, looking dazed. I reached out and touched her cheek and hair, saying it was okay. I sat down next to her in the same manner and said, "Let's chat a bit more."
A moment later, I took out four hundred yuan, saying, "Two hundred is for you, two hundred for the massage fee." She looked surprised and happy again, saying thank you for all that.
Perhaps some people will say that this girl can actually have sex and is just being mysterious. Haha, then her acting skills could compete for an Oscar. Getting an award for 400 yuan isn't bad.

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