The Acropolis Sexy Girl Called Martha!

The Acropolis Sexy Girl Called Martha!
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Today's story was shared by Martha, 23year escort from the Acropolis!

My clients are basically fixed and permanent, but given the area, I also have many foreign clients. People vacationing in Athens, staying near the Acropolis and looking for someone Call Girl to spend hot holidays on their vacation!

They informed me of it escorts office with whom I work in the Acropolis that I have an appointment with a new client who has a particular taste. He liked playing with candles and I was special to them!

I arrived at the apartment he rented for his Acropolis vacation in the afternoon. Mark opened me, a guy around 55, very nice and good! She explained to me that especially now that she's in a foreign country, she feels so much more comfortable with her fetishes with someone escort.

We talked for a while before moving to the bedroom. It was a beautiful attic, from the window you could see the whole Acropolis! He asked me if he minded not closing the curtains, he was irritated by the idea that someone might see us. Even though we were tall and there was no way, I played his game and told him to leave them open.

He lay on the bed and looked at me impatiently. I took out of my bag a large candle, special for such toys and strap on me and rested them on the bedside table. I began to run my nails gently up and down on his back. I liked to see him shiver.

I took one of the candles from the bedside table and lit it.

I let the first few drops fall on his back high enough to see how much he liked it and how much it could last. He took a small sigh and asked me to continue. I let a few drops still fall and slowly moved towards his waist. I kept doing so until all my back was filled with hot wax ..

I stood up beside the bed, wore the strap on and asked him to kneel in front of me! I told him to lick it and show me how much he wants it inside. He began to take it in his mouth with fury, his hands resting on my back. His shawls were running down his chin and staring into my eyes as he did so.

We still had a future until I got it. I wanted to see him tremble and beg.
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