Confessions of a Whore in Berlin

This section of the blog reveals my true stories and experiences as an escort in Berlin. This is my I do what I do and why I love it!



If only all old men could be MOZZ!
MAKING AN OLDER MAN BLUSH
I was recently asked out for a date by an older gentleman who found my profile on Kaufmich.com . I was a bit skeptical because he was very persistent about taking me out. He revealed very little information about himself at first. He wanted to take me out to dinner last Sunday, but I had to cancel for being over tired. He asked me to come for dinner tonight instead, as he did understand that had I met him that Sunday, I would not have been the best company. He told me not to worry that he pays even for the time just to have dinner. I thought I have nothing to lose by meeting him for dinner. He seemed like a lonely guy who just wanted the company of a beautiful young girl...specifically one with big tits and an nice big ass...ME! He let me choose the restaurant and I thought that was nice. I chose a place walking distance home, should I need to bolt out in a hurry. But I also chose a place I had been wanting to go since my ex first met me and promised to take me, but never did....Ethiopian!

I met him promptly at 6pm. his picture was a true image of himself. Just a very simple normal older man. He was still dressed from work...in a uniform shirt. I was dressed very nice and I think it made him feel under dressed. But nonetheless, I got to introduce him to his first ethnic food in his whole 49 years. We talked in both German and English and I was quite proud of my ability to hold a conversation since I have been way out of practice. We ate a lovely meal and then he offered to drive me home. I accepted, because he seemed very nice and gentleman like. He made no attempts to talk about sex or anything other than normal conversation and treated me like a lady. In the car he handed me 100euro and asked if that was enough for the evening? I said of course it is. When we arrived to my place he asked if he could see me on Friday and I come to his place? He had hoped I did not disappoint him? I replied of course not and he didn't as I had no expectation other than an older man. I asked him how long he would like me on Friday and he responded 2 hours...he was an old man! I agreed to meet with him on Friday and knew it would not be horrible as this man will be a very happy man indeed. I do know that when he has his time with me on Friday....he will be blown away by the beauty that he already sees. He will enjoy the company and unless he takes Viagra...it will not be too exhausting. He is a very nice man from what I can see and I have a feeling he will want my companionship somewhat regularly. As I said good night I leaned over and gave him a nice peck on the lips and his face turned beet red and he said, wow you make me nervous! Very sweet and endearing! Thank you M

Part II

SO I met my guy again at the Schoenefeld airport at 2pm where he picked me up. I drove me to his small and quaint 1 bedroom apartment not 5 minutes away. He makes me a coffee and we sit and talk for a minute then he starts touching my tits. I said you want to see? He was like a little school boy mixed with a very happy golden retriever saying hello to his owner after being gone all day. He was all but howling when I got undressed. He quickly takes off his clothes and walks over to me and starts bouncing my breasts with his hands...up and down, up and down..then side to side..and then squeeze squeeze. Just happier than a pig in shit. Then he looks at my ass and repeats the same gestures with my ass. I grab the condom as he bends me over his couch and put it on blind. Poor guy really was out of shape and had not much offering in way of size, but s he was just beside himself in joy, I could not help bu be happy for him. He fucks me for all of 2 minutes and all the while making these animal noises and as he came...he was laughing hysterically. The closest I have ever come to experiencing this childlike behavior about sex, was when I was younger and took someone's virginity. But that is ok...I knew he thoroughly enjoyed himself and that made it worth it for me. He and I sat there on the couch as he calmed down and apologized for being so frenzie like and quick. I let him gaze upon my breasts as we talked about books...we share the same interests in reading material. Then he said, well I have another appointment at 3:30 we should go. Besides, I am an old man and I cn't do the hours of sex thing...this was what I needed! He said he would drive me where I needed to go. He handed me 150 euro for the 30 minutes I was with him...this was quite respectable considering the travel time alone to get to him was around 1 hour.

We got on the autobahn and as we were driving along, the police pulled him over for speeding. We end up following the police off into an area I was completely unfamiliar with. I could not believe how cordial the officers were. They did not approach my date with their cocks out ready for a pissing contest at all or with their hands on their guns like they would have in the US. In fact, I am not really sure if they had guns to begin with. They took his papers and went to the car to run the information. It seemed to take a longer time than usual, although I was not familiar with how this works in Germany. All I knew was that his speeding ticket was going to only be 30euro....pennies again compared to that in the US. I have never experienced a speeding ticket under $100 back home. In fact, with the amount of time it took to pull us over, talk to each other, run the papers, and for 2 police officers inside 1 BMW, I cannot see how a 30euro ticket would be worth the bother.

It turned out that there was something wrong with his license. I could overhear and understand what was being said. The cop asked if I could drive the car. My date said no, he had just picked me up from airport. At this point I got out of the car to smoke a cigarette. My date came over to me and told me that this was as far as he was going to be able to take me. He had to call employees to come pick him up and bring his car to where ever. I asked where the closest train station was and the cop pointed. SO I said good luck and hope your day gets better. He said, Aimmee I am so sorry for this and be sure you will get a great review on your profile and I will call you maybe next week or so!

After walking away I was still dumbfounded....if this was the US and there was something wrong with ones license...the cops would be putting cuffs on you and taking you off to jail, before they call a tow truck to impound the car. Then once all is sorted, you will have had to sit in jail and pay to get out and pay the ticket and pay for the towing and impound of the vehicle!!! And people ask me why I do not want to return to US, why I like Germany better?  Being treated with dignity and respect by police officers is a good start at the explanation. I would rather be a whore by choice in Berlin and screw men for money, than be a regularly screwed whore unbeknownst to the Man in the US.

VISITING BERLIN?

 


Visiting Berlin is one of my favorite advertisements. It allows me to offer a wide range of services from tour guides, creating awesome experiences through dining, clubs, cafe's, amongst other things. It also gives me the chance to meet different people from all over the world. Most of the men responding are married and visiting Berlin on business and seek the companionship of a beautiful lady while they are here for one night.

Many men are just a little lonely in their everyday lives or are just too busy to have the time with their families and wives. It makes me feel a bit guilty to be this other woman and I feel bad that these moments are somehow lost in their real lives, but I hope our encounter helps to make them feel appreciated in a way that seems to be lacking. Maybe rejuvenating a sense of manhood that was missing before. 

My last visiting encounter was very nice indeed. I like the way I screen my potential partners to find the right connection and match for mutual enjoyment. I spoke to him a bit through emails and he was very passionate and genuine in his needs and desires. A romantic guy from the US. I was not impressed by his picture but his personality was sweet and endearing. He was not keen on the paying part as he felt it would detract from the intimacy of it, but he agreed to my terms, as I assured him that the money, although a necessity, was just a side note to what I have to offer him.....and that is myself 100%. He booked me for 3 hours.

I met him on a Saturday night in his hotel lobby and we went to the hotel bar and had a cocktail. We spent an hour talking intimately about our lives and exchanged flirtatious gazes. He had the most beautiful eyes and he was better looking in person...more beautiful after talking to him. He noticed my tattoo on my neck and touched it gently with his finger tips and it made me tingle through out my body. I told him, that I liked the way his fingers felt on me there. We then went to his room and changed to go to the sauna. We hung out there with some other people and talked more and he explored my other tattoos and we talked about their stories. Once the other people left and we were all sweaty and wet he started to explore my body and kissed. I touched his body and admired his physique.

It made him feel good to be seen...it must have been a while since his body and soul were noticed in his normal life. I started to suck on his cock...until too much sweat was getting in my eyes. We decided to take it to the room. We showered and returned to his bed. We got naked and laid in bed talking and looking at each other in the eyes and admiring each others bodies. I finally got on top of him and started to rub my tits over his body, letting him feel my soft skin and curves envelope him. I rubbed my tits over his cock and back over his chest and into his mouth. He devoured my tits and when I leaned over him and my tits hung down he told me to stop right there so he could look at them. He said, right there...what a view! He started to push me downwards.

I knew what he wanted but I made him say it. I asked him what he wanted? He said, I want you to suck me. I said, say it again. "suck me"...again....suck me...I said you ask and you shall receive. I started from the top and played with him slowly and softly while looking into his eyes. I cupped his balls into my hands worked my way down sucking on them and lightly rubbing and squeezing them. They were still nice and firm..the way I like them.  Then I started again on his cock...teasing him. Then I started harder and faster and took his cock deep into my throat where he could feel my throat massage the top..then back up and down. Then I went back to his balls and his taint and then he lifted his body up in the air in extacy and I licked his asshole and that through him over the edge. I started to fuck him with my mouth nice, hard, fast, and deep.

 As he came, he curled his body in fetal position with his cock in my mouth. His body was convulsing and contracting. He howled and grunted and it was the most intense orgasm I had ever seen from a man. This gave me the most pleasure of all. This man was so fucking content, releaved and happy...because of me. He told me he had never had a blow job like that...at least even a good one for over 14 years...and given his bodily reaction, I believed him. Afterwards, we laid there naked and continued to talk intimately. I gave him many compliments and he made note that he liked that I flirt with my eyes. Then we took a shower together and got dressed...it was time for me to go. He was a gentleman and walked me down to the lobby. At the desk I showed him many great places to visit to eat on a map. As he walked me to the door, he told me how good he felt and that he really needed that and thanked me. He said, next time...you tell me why the name Aimmee!  I left knowing I made a man very happy with just giving him myself and I made a difference in his life. It is not about the money as much as it is knowing that I love what I do and the joy and bliss I can give to someone...making a difference!

SPANK THAT ASS UP!!!



Today's client desires to spank my ass for 1 hour! I am really looking forward to him bending me over his knee and thrusting his hand across my ass, then rub it gently and then kiss it! Take it harder with a flogger, my whimpers and squirming growing out of control...and for him to shove an apple in my mouth to keep this little piggy from squealing to loud....poor neighbors! Then he intends to play with my pussy...hopefully he will spank her too! I will report how bruised my ass is after our date...pics are very possible only if I receive requests in the comments!

My appointment went very well. We met at a Stundenhotel (Hourly Hotel) called Stockholm Pension Berlin. It was very nice, clean, and discrete. Here is the link...http://www.love-hotel-berlin.com/wir_uns.html  He was a true gentleman, however commanding with his German and German accent....HOT! He started with spanking me with his hands, then he went into using the wooden cleaning brush, and for the finale he used a leather paddle. The leather paddle brought me to tears. My eyeliner was down may face and covered the sheets.He hit me harder the more I cried. Although I was crying in pain, I was enjoying it. I think the release of tears was something I have needed. All the emotion I deny myself to feel came out with every drip. It was quite intense the physical pain and the internal pain being extinguished...very therapeutic. I think I would like to see him regularly. But now to find someone to rub my toosh with lotion...that is what I need...any takers?


Here are some pics from when I got home. I am sure they will turn black and blue as the week carries on. I will take more pics as the color changes.






THE IDEAL "PARTNER"

We rescheduled the date a week earlier. Our conversations on skype proved there was indeed an attraction and comfort ability with each other. He was cute, sweet, sexy, funny, and very very laid back. I knew we would have a great time together.

The day was approaching and in our conversation I asked him if he liked women to dress a certain way? He said, not really...usually when women dressed up in lingerie, it just didn't look right. They just couldn't pull it off. I told him I was thinking of wearing my corset for him, but that would have to see what mood I was in. Because it is true, I am a different person sometimes from day to day. Sometimes I feel introverted, social, silly, cute, sexy, studious...I had no idea what person was going to wake up that day. He had told me he got a contract for work and I was very excited for him, so I decided to bring a bottle of wine to celebrate.

Finally the day of our meeting. I was feeling sexy....score!!! I dared to wear my corset with fishnets and go for the more pin-up look underneath. I spent the day preparing myself..shaving, lotioning, manicuring, and fantasizing about him. When I left, I felt no nerves at all...I was very comfortable with the idea of having a really hot sexual encounter with him. When I arrived and saw him at the door, my heart jumped...he was so fucking hot in real life. He was taller than I thought, his thin beard was very nicely trimmed, he had beautiful skin, and his eyes had a deep glow. He invited me in and he had music going, the lights were dim and he was rolling a joint. His bed was nicely made, two wine glasses set out next to the bed next to a few fun toys along with the money. As I took my coat off, he looked at me and said, wow you are so hot...so much better looking in person. I mean you were hot online, but in person...man! Flattery gets you everything! As I took off my shoes, he left to the kitchen and returned with a plate of mozzarella cheese drizzled with a balsamic reduction. He really is holding true to treating me like a goddess, I thought. 

We took some time to talk and let him finish his joint and he asked if we could get more comfortable? I said sure and stood up and took off my dress as I was looking forward to his reaction to my undergarments. He just sat there with his jaw to the ground and said, OMG! I did a turn around for him to see every angle of my body and then got down on  my knees before him. I told him to touch my corset and feel the tightness of it and explained to him it was made from whale bone and was not a cheep store bought piece. I had had this corset for almost 18 years and it still has kept its form. He loved running his hands along my waste and then to my ass. I asked if he wanted to take it off? He said, no leave it on, but lets take off the bra. Once my breasts were revealed he could do nothing to resist planting his face into my cleavage and sucking my nipples. He removed his shirt so I could feel his nice, youthful and cut body. We started kissing and touching each other and rolling around, until his belt got caught on my fishnets! I told him his pants must go and in return..so did the fishnets. His cock was then planted naturally between my tits and I started to play with his cock, gently titty fucking him. He really had a beautiful circumcised dick...my favorite! It was not too big, but by no means small. Like goldy locks and her porage...it was just right. He pushed me back and started to lick and play with my pussy. She was so hungry for him the whole day, she got very wet, very quick. In the excitement of his fingers and tongue I started to squirt. He was blown away...his reaction was like a little school boy opening up his most desired present on Christmas....although Jewish!

His reaction to me and his touch stimulated my desires so deeply she just kept gushing. He moved his cock close to my pussy as he played with her and let her spew her sweet nectar all over him. He was in heaven and there was no hiding it. He leaned over to me and started kissing me and touching my breast and it was coming to the time when we both needed him inside me. He stopped to get the condom and in his excitement and with wet hands..he could not get the wrapper off fast enough. So I started sucking his cock...all I could hear was him say holy shit!

We got the wrapper off and he penetrated my pussy very easy with the wetness.. He felt so good inside me and the best part was hearing him breathing and moaning. He fucked me while looking into my eyes and then I flipped him over and started to ride him and came again, just before he finally exploded. The first, round did not last very long, but it was sweet as sugar. We took a break and sipped the wine and ate some cheese and of course, he rolled another joint. We talked about what ever..movies and music..and before we knew it, we were fucking again. This time he fucked me from behind and forward with my body raised to the air. We rolled around changing it up until we both climaxed. It was quite lovely, sitting there naked talking and touching, drinking wine and eating cheese. He told me he never really liked laying in bed naked with a woman chatting after sex, butt hat he was really liking it with me. He was relaxed and had no pressure. I enjoyed laying there with him too.  So much, I started playing with his nipples and nibbling on him and then started to suck his dick again...slow and deep and then we grabbed another condom and fucked again...I got on top of him and it was so easy to maneuver with him because of his thin body, I fucked the crap out of him and he came within minutes, but almost simultaneously. It was really a great time with him.

He was passionate, enthusiastic, comfortable and very hot. We started to talk about being hungry and  I said felafel and he was talking about eating something together the next time :) But, he ended up treating me to the best felafel I have had in Berlin thus far. A little whole in the wall Sudanese kebap shop near Schlessisches Tor.  As we parted ways, he reminded me that he wanted to see me again in the first week of February.

I am not sure if he knows how I look forward to that!?



     

     



    
 IT'S RAINING MEN...EVERYWHERE BUT IN MY BEDROOM

I had a week of back to back bookings and the weekend is here and I sit in my bedroom completely alone with my laptop. Normally my lover would call and ask to come by later and give me what I need...complete submission of myself to his desires and I would melt in the trust and desire I had for him. But rather tonight I am chatting with random guys desiring me for either watching them cum or wanting me for my flesh only. Not sure how that is to make me feel honestly. But for my week...it was full of meeting 4 very distinctly different men, over various different backgrounds and needs.


THE PERFECT GENTLEMAN
My first was a spontaneous meet with a gentleman here from Germany who had studied in the US. I arrived at his home and the moment he opened the door I could see it on his face. The look of complete amour. Then followed by the words..."wow, you are so beautiful. I must say, you were beautiful in your pics, but here standing before me...wow!" I thought to myself at that moment, in the many years I dated or even was in a relationship, did I ever get a greeting like this. And it reminded me exactly why I do what I do and the moments I really get what I need emotionally with my clients. He was a complete sweetheart. He ordered us pizza, we drank sect, and talked for over an hour about literature, history, politics and we shared many of the same viewpoints. He was not overly pushy and what led to our sex was very natural and passionate. We spent time discovering each other and touching and talking intimately in bed. He by no means had a large cock or the most overtly sexual technique....he just was himself and I felt him. In feeling him...I came. He was full of post coital cuddles and pillow talk. He whispered to me, "Aimmee, where have you been all my life." 

It felt good, especially after being dismissed by my lover the night before, but at the same time, I could feel the wall of jade going up...this is where I get personally drained. Knowing that I am trembling on someones feelings, possibly my own, and having to keep a level head and remind myself this is business and can be nothing more. I struggle with myself thinking, god can't I just receive this and accept this into me just this once. Honestly, my "partner" was not overtly my type, but someone I know would be a very good partner in a real relationship. It broke my heart to close myself off and get out of the bed and end the night. My teddy bear will have a special place in my heart, because he is an extraordinary man and I know if it was a meet that occurred under more natural circumstances and at an earlier time in my life, it could have been easily more!


MR. FLORIDA
 My next meeting was with a gentleman I met through Craigslist who responded to my "Visiting Berlin" ad, that some fucker likes to keep flagging! Anyway, this gentleman turned out to be from my hometown town in the US. We had a conversation on the phone before meeting and I really was not sure I was going to like this guy...at all. But, he is American and I understand we can rub people the wrong way most of the time, so I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. I met him in the lobby of his hotel and when I saw him, he looked nothing like his photo and I was honestly not attracted to him at all, and I was worried about how I would make it through the date. But, I knew this man was depending on me and really starved for the attention of a beautiful woman and I refused to let him down. 

We walked around the corner to an over priced pizza shop, as they all are in Mitte. We ordered our meal and he complained non-stop about the slow service and not getting bread with his pasta. But I had to explain to him the difference in eating culture here in Europe compared to the US. But he still found it rude. He could not get over how Amazing it was that we came from the same place...as if it were fate. Aside from being a typical American, arrogant to other ways of life, he was a nice man...at least to me. I knew he was starved for some attention and to feel he was worth something to the opposite sex as he made it clear he had not had an orgasm nor been with a woman in over 2 years. I can honestly see why, but nonetheless, he had a huge heart and he is very giving and sweet and romantic and likes the old gentleman roles to take a womans coat, pull her chair, and make sure she is completely comfortable.

We walked back to the hotel and I was still mentally trying to work myself up, but I knew in my heart it would be quick. He was extremely over weight and he had not had an orgasm in so long. But I was determined to give him the best he could ever have. He told me in our phone conversation that no woman had ever brought him to orgasm through oral....I focused on this making it my personal challenge....to give him the best BJ known to him. We get to the room and he tells me he is insecure about his body and insisted on having sex in the dark. I slowly removed my clothes for him so he could enjoy the view and take hi mind off of himself. He started to blush and told me how beautiful and perfect my body was. I know for a fact, my body is not perfect, but it feels really good to hear it and I let that inside me and empower me to be his angel for the moment. We got into bed and he asked me what I liked. I was shocked....I told him I love having my pussy eaten..he said your wish is my command and he proceeded to lick my pussy, I did not orgasm but it felt very nice to have a soft and tender tongue licking me. Then I rolled him over and started to suck him...he sounded as if he would be a shuttle taking off into space. He told me to stop and come back up and let him hold me. 

I felt so tiny in his arms. He wanted to lay there and talk a bit and so we did and then he asked for me to suck him again....I went back down and plowed him over. He was about to cum when he grabbed my head and made me stop and he said, please let me fuck you. I grabbed the condom and put it on him and I asked him if he wanted me to ride him? He said no...I want to be on top. I thought...oh dear god..how will this work? But he climbed on and started pumping and as I thought...it did not last long...but it was not anywhere as bad as I thought it would be and when he was done, he was beside himself in joy and emotion.....again for me another reminder of why I love doing what I do...even for a man I am not attracted to. I gave him something special.


A MAN WHO AIMS TO PLEASE
My next client was another German man who found me on kaufmich.com. He seemed nice enough and he only desired to lick my pussy and pleasure me, 69, and fingering. We spent a week before our encounter talking back and forth. His constant emailing and wanting to talk kind of irritated me, but I needed to remind myself, he is coming to me to get something he does not normally get and I have offered myself to give this to him. I arrived at his house and when he answered the door, he looked much better in person and his general goodness immediately penetrated our space.....there was nothing but good and comfortable feeling between us. He spoke no English and I speak shit German, but he was patient and somehow we really understood each other. He had asked me what I wanted to drink a few days prior.....naturally Pineapple Juice and Vodka!!! Hint Hint! :P He offered me a drink and we chatted about music and different bands he had worked with in the past and about his personal reasons for having me there. He suffered from impotence and having women come to him allows him to please without his heart being broken or being pressured to impress and be let down. Of course his problem is nothing I could discriminate against...I was there for him and only him. 

I started to undress before him and he was intrigued by my tattoos and as we undressed each other we talked about our body art. I looked at him and said, "Kann ich dich kuessen? I knew it would be something he would want to hear and it made him melt. I gently lead him to the bed and climbed on top of him and kissed him and his chest, down his stomach, to his cock. I started to play with him and he got a bit insecure and rolled me over and as I was on my hands and knees he started to eat my pussy from behind....this si my absolute favorite. He put one finger gently in my ass and I came all over his face soaking his bed. He began to finger me and it just kept flowing everywhere....I became a bit dehydrated and asked for a drink and he got up and made sure I had something. We chatted a minute while I drank my drink and smoked a ciggy. He then took my glass away and got on top of me and directed me to 69....I sat on his face and put his cock in my mouth and started sucking.....there was not problem with impotence at this point....and it was the first time I was able to cum in this position. Again I squirted all over his face and then at that moment....he came in my mouth. I think it was unexpected and he apologized for not warning me. Normally, I would be angry at this and spit it in the guys face, but no face on that angle...and with him...no way. I just spit it to the side. 

He and I sat naked in his kitchen talking more about music and just having a nice time. He and I got dressed and he walked me a mile down the street to the train station. We made plans for him to see me again next week. He later contacted me and said he would not have enough money this week, but as soon as he did, he wanted me back again. He was a super super man who, if I had maybe seen him out and about, I would not notice, but I felt lucky to know him and this secret, like mona lisa.....a very good pussy licker and echt toll Mensch!  I look forward to seeing him again. 


MY SWISS DOM WITH A BIG :::::::))
Last but not least was my date from another European country other than Germany. He found me also through Kaufmich.com and I was his first date through the site. He and I spoke for a week before he came to Berlin. He had a very interesting handle name...interesting because it is my real name! I liked his personality and his openness. He was interested in having an encounter as a soft dominant. He wanted two hours to have a drink and then go to his room and have some fun playing with his toys and his paddle. We sat in the lobby and talked about intellectual things and also my blog. I told him after our meeting I would reveal a very interesting secret to him!

We went to his room I sat in the chair in front of the window and he sat across from me and asked me to spread my legs and lift my skirt so he could see what was under my skirt. I slowly removed my boots in the air and did as he commanded. Looking him in the eyes the entire time, I lifted my skirt slowly, leaaned back in the chair and spread my legs. He started playing with his cock and I started playing with my pussy. Then I moved my panties tot he side so he could look right at her. He removed his clothes and then I say his cock and thought...wow it is my lover all over again...and he wanted to fuck me in the ass with that. I was not quite sure, but I was going to try! I stood up and removed my dress and stood in front of him with my knee high socks, panties and bra. He pulled me near him and kissed me and smacked my ass. I leaned over the bed to let him know I wanted him to smack my ass some more...and he did. he told me to wait in the bed as he took a shower. He returned to me laying on my stomach and my legs in the air crossed, like a young girl doing homework in bed. I tilted my head to look at him with a curious, innocent yet deviant look. He grabbed the pillow from the bed, put it on the floor and told me to get on my knees and suck his cock. 

I put his cock in my mouth, it was so big even when I deep throated it could not get all the way down....but ti did not stop me from trying. He had a beautiful cock and beautiful balls. He pulled me up on the bed and started to play with my pussy and licking me and fingering me and it felt so fucking good I squirted just a little..only because he was teasing me...but had he stayed at the pace he was going, the bed would have flooded. He grabbed a condom and I climbed on top of him. His cock was so deep inside, I could not sit all the way down, but he felt good nonetheless. He rolled me over and grabbed the paddle and paddled me and fucked me at the same time...until he came. We laid there in bed and talked more until he got hard again. He got up and brought over to the bed, 1 vibrating butt plug, acrylic bulbled anal dildo, and ankle and wrist shackles. My eyes lit up and my nipples got hard. He put the shackles on me and connected the wrists to my ankles and left me on the bed while he took a shower. 

I was laying there completely turned on wondering what was coming next. He paddled my ass a bit and again put the pillow on the floor, sat me down and took my wrists and clasped them together behind me and shoved his cock in my mouth and fucked my face. I loved it! Then he put me on the bed on my knees and shackled my wrists to my ankles and began to play with my ass. First with his fingers, then with the butt plug....all the memories of my lover came flooding in....After that he had me suck his cock there in the bed and then as I sat up on my knees, he played with my pussy and I just came all over. he kept telling me to not stop...cum, thats a good girl, cum....and I did and it was hot feeling it all flow from me, feeling it running down my legs. He grabbed a condom and bent me over again and and put the dildo in my ass and then the plug and then fucked my pussy at the same time, he kept alternating toy and cock in both holes and s he was in my ass I belted out that I wanted him to cum in my ass..and then he quickly pulled the condom off and put his cock in my mouth and said he wanted me to suck it off! I did and when he came...he came like a gentleman...all over my tits! 

in the end I revealed my true name and I think it made him happy to hear....I also told him about my blog and gave him the address. You know who you are and I hope you liked my account and ovations!!! Kisses  

 
SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION...RED ALERT!!