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Too much sex with an escort in Rome

I could feel my organ tighten under my body and pressing hard into the soft mattress, struggling to achieve full length. When she had given my hips a thorough massage, I could feel blood and adrenaline rushing through not only my ass, but my whole body like an overflowing river. That’s when I heard her say in a low, but stern voice, “Time to turn around now, dear Tarun.” I couldn’t believe my ears. “What?” I asked, quite shocked by the idea of baring my naked front to her. “You heard me. Turn around!” she said. “You DO want your facial massage in the usual way, don’t you? You think Neela hasn’t told me about that?”

This was just too much of sex in Rome. Was Neela really sharing all our secrets with her mother? ALL of them? I shivered at the thought. “Now stop acting so shy, and turn around my dear son-in-law,” she said in a more gentle and mocking tone, which sounded more like a challenge to me. While saying this, she slid her right hand over my right thigh and tucked it underneath, while her left hand found its way below my right arm. She tugged at my body with a little force, and now I had no choice but to oblige. I turned slowly, trying in vain to hide my cock between my legs, which had now receded back to its half-erect position due to the anxiety of the moment. It was only when I was finally lying on my back that I dared to open my eyes and face Escort for the first time, who was sitting right next to me on the bed. Yes, I’d been right all this time. She was actually sitting there topless, with the pallu of her saree hanging down from her waist, and her blouse nowhere to be seen. She sure was a great sight to behold. I just couldn’t take my eyes off her breasts. They were so astonishingly firm and large, it would be hard to believe that they belonged to an almost 50 years old woman. Her nipples were dark and large, and standing fully hard. I just kept staring at those enormous globes of tender flesh for a few minutes before I realized what I was doing, and then turned my gaze towards her face.

Escort was staring down at my body with the same affection which she always had in her eyes. But this time, there was an additional twinkle in her eyes, which I know from experience, is something seen in the eyes of only a hungry woman, who is soon going to have that hunger fulfilled. “Just what I’d thought,” she said, smiling at me warmly. “What? What do you mean?” I asked. “You were having a half erection while I was massaging you, weren’t you?” she asked in a teasing voice. There was no point in lying now, since she seemed to have noticed my penis still standing half erect. So I said, “Well Escort, I sure felt excited by the way you were massaging me.” “You really are a very fine young man,” she said, moving her gaze down my body and fixing it on my penis once again. “And I am so glad for my daughter that she has YOU to give her the pleasures of womanhood,” and with this, she slid her hand down my chest, over my tummy, directly to my cock. This sent thousands of butterflies fluttering inside my body. She briefly curled her fingers through my pubic hair, tugging at a few strands, and within a moment, she had grabbed my cock in her right hand. I could feel the organ zoom back to full erection in an instant, right inside her fist.