- The Visit - … On this beautiful day in June, I was leaving for the north of the Gironde, to visit my future "home", my things to adorn myself as a whore, carefully stored in the trunk, and I knew through the intermediary of a friend trav from the region, that there were quiet places for the exhibitor, in the many undergrowth. After having nibbled a little bite, I had a lot of time left before the visit of the apartment, so, I decided to save time for the rest of the afternoon, by getting dressed in slutty clothes in a small path . Black fishnet stockings, open panties in black and red lace, black skirt close to the mold, and white corset. Wearing the pants and white T-shirt, I quickly noticed that the bustier formed two beautiful little bumps on the chest, not to mention the transparency of the T-shirt, which revealed the lace of the bustier. Never mind ! At the rendezvous, an imposing man, in his fifties, graying, greets me, and in less time than it takes, I see his gaze fixing my T-shirt, and with a small smile, he offers to follow him. The visit of the apartment is quick, and talking with him, I see that his gaze keeps staring at me, and linger on my chest. My heart begins to race, it feels it…! he said to me by blowing the barrier of the address: "... you're not hot with all these clothes, you should make yourself comfortable!" "Without begging me, I take off my T-shirt, and my pants and here I am in bitch mode, unfortunately without the wig, in front of my real estate agent. His gaze is frozen, a hand already active in his fly. I start wiggling my ass, he asks me to walk around the room, to play with my skirt, to show him my panties, where my cock is struggling to hold in place, then he approaches me, his large hands begin to fondle my chest, knead my buttocks, then take my face and there he decides to kiss me greedily, his tongue literally searches my mouth, our saliva mixes and trickles. my hand wasted no time, and I see myself stroking an imposing tail, both in length and in thickness, like the guy. Once his pants are down, he leans on my shoulders,"..You're a pretty bitch, I'm sure you like to suck,…. Go show me how you do it… take your mouth and suck little fag!" " Here I am squatting with the head well trapped between his big hands making me downright fucking mouth, shaking some of his big cock under his evil eye. Despite his hoarse breathing, he encourages me with everything I love to hear and that I adore: "…" damn you're a good bitch! Go on dirty bitch, keep going it's good, lick my balls too!... ".I apply myself a ...

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