1. Call Girl Confessions, Part 2


    Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: Jonathans_Fantasies, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    pussy. His moans sounded more like bear noises; in fact he did resemble a bear. Though bald, except for the sides, his back was filled with hair. So was his ass for that matter, and his chubby form made him closer to a bear then a man. Yet he was not as strong as a bear, though the sixty year old did have his few moments of glory - it was always somewhat impressive to see him lift me up during sex. Unfortunately his penis was not impressive, except for the resilience it had. It was smaller than average, and the girth was a bit disappointing. I was able to fit it all in my mouth with hardly any gagging, and I could easily lick around it while sucking him off. "Ohh Holly!" he said suddenly as I sucked on his cock. "Is he about to blow already?" I thought to myself. We hadn't been going for very long. I was just hitting my stride! "Oh well, I might as well help him then." I played with his balls with my hand while sucking his cock all the way down to his crotch. His pubic hair tickled my nostrils, and smelled of dry semen. I could feel his sacks vibrating and soon a spurt of hot cum shot out of his pee-slit, and hit the back of my throat. I swallowed the small amount he had fired, since he apparently found it very satisfying to see. He held my head tight and huffed and moaned at the same time he was coming - until the last drop of sperm had left his body. I could feel his cock turning soft as it exited my mouth. A single thread of cum and saliva attached itself between my mouth ...
    and his cock, forming a bridge, while it exited. "I am sorry Holly, I did it again. I could not help it, I had to come," he sat down on the bed sweating and breathing heavily, while I cleaned my mouth with a tissue. "It's ok dear, it was fun as long as it lasted," I liked how he apologized for cumming too quickly; I found it cute and sweet that he cared. "Next time, next time I promise you won't be disappointed," he said to me while his breathing became more controlled. I smiled to him and said, "I am not disappointed," it was important to me that my clients believed themselves the best, so I often lied. I kissed him on the forehead and walked towards the bathroom, readying myself to leave. Closing the bathroom door behind me, I began to inspect myself on the mirror, checking to see what make-up needed to be refreshed. My eyelashes remained mostly untouched except for a small curve on the one of my right eye, which I fixed immediately. My bright red lips had lost some of their color, so I used my lipstick to renovate the color a bit. Though my makeup usually got a bit damaged during sex, it was always my hair that suffered the most. The length of my hair did not help me either, as it made it easier for my clients to grab it during intercourse, thus leaving me to fix it again at the end of it all. I used a comb to carefully brush my hair back into place, which was not entirely easy. I then washed my mouth with water and some mouth wash, which I had brought along; cleaning out ...
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