I Find True Love Thanks To Porn – Chapter 2

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Michael was still asleep when I slipped out of bed in the morning. I dressed and left a note — complete with my phone number and a lipstick imprint of my lips — but I was surprised when I heard my phone ringing while I was in the shower.“Hello, beautiful.” His deep brown voice was in my ear.”Hello handsome,” I panted, trying to secure a towel around me.”Did I disturb you?””No, no, of course not. I was in the shower.”His growl sent a shiver through my body. “I bet you look sensational in just a very small towel.””If you come round tonight for a drink you might find out.”“Ah, you never learned what you can earn with me did you?””No,” I laughed, “I got sidetracked.”“Well, if I promise not to sidetrack you tonight, we can go through the pay scale. Okay?”“Great… now let me finish my shower.””All right, sweet lady. I’ll see you about seven. Is that okay?”“Yes. And bring one of your films.”~~~I pulled the stockings up my thighs, fastened them to the flimsy suspender belt, and put on a light, shimmering summer dress. I was incredibly horny and, naked under my dress, I was ready for him.I felt deliciously sexy without underwear and, with my perky nipples protruding under my dress, I almost ran to the door when the bell rang.”Oh my, oh my.” istanbul travesti Michael smiled, staring at my breasts when I opened the door. “If you can’t afford underwear, I’ll buy you some.”“Hmm, yes please,” I laughed, snaking my arms around his neck. “You can buy me underwear any time you like.”He dropped his briefcase onto the floor and cupped my naked buttocks. As we kissed, I squirmed against the huge bulge in his trousers.”Do you always wear stockings?””Unless I’m wearing a very short skirt. Why, do you like them?”His answer was a low, sexy growl which made me shiver again, but he backed away from me. “Let me show you the pay scale now or we’ll never get to it.””All right.” I pouted and sat opposite him at the table while he delved into his briefcase.”Here we are.” He handed me several sheets of paper.“Oh, wow,” I exclaimed, scanning the figures. “I could be a millionaire before Christmas.””Interested then?”“Very.” I brushed his briefcase onto the floor and draped around him.”You’ll have to audition first.””Of course,” I said, unfastening his trousers.”And be checked by a doctor.”“Naturally.” I closed my mouth over his huge glistening cock.”There’ll be other guys, too.””Mmpf.””You’ll be expected istanbul travesti to do some anal.””Mmppff.””You might even have to lick some pussy.””Mmmpppffff.””Oh fuck it; you’ve got the job.”I took my mouth off his cock. “Good man. You know it makes sense.”I straddled him while he held his cock, poised to enter me. I thought it was never going to stop sliding in. It was incredible and I felt full. More than full!I raised up very slightly and, from then on, it was just sheer pleasure as Michael fucked me gently, kissing me and sliding his monster cock slowly up and down my stretched tunnel.”I think you’re a natural for this,” he said softly. “You don’t need any foreplay at all do you?””You’re right,” I breathed into his mouth. “I’ve discovered another side to myself and I like it.””I quite like it, too.””I think your cock likes it as well,” I giggled and groaned as he ran a finger across my anus. “I can’t wait to do some anal.”The finger prodded at my hole and then he pushed it in.”Ooh yes… do it, Michael.”He eased me off his lap and lay on the floor. Again, I straddled him, slowly squatting until I felt his dome pressing against my rear hole. I expected it to hurt, but it didn’t. It was slightly istanbul travesti uncomfortable at first but, when he pushed up and in, a wonderful feeling spread over me.”Oh God,” I moaned, “oh fuck, yes Michael. I love it, I fucking love it.”I lowered further, gradually taking in more and more of his cock. The last inch had me squealing with pleasure.”You’ve got it all,” he gasped. “Every fucking inch of me is inside you.”“It’s fantastic,” I breathed. “Now, stop being gentle and shag me like you mean it.”And he did!~~~Much later, I examined his pay scale in more detail. “Do you do much girl-on-girl stuff?””Not as much as I’d like. Do you fancy it?””With the right girl, yes, I think I would.””Really? I’m thinking of a girl a bit like you. She’s already done a couple of films for me. Are you really interested?”Definitely.”“Right. Would you like to meet the girl?””Have you… well, you know?””Have I fucked her? Yes. Is that a problem?”“No, not really.”But he knew I was sulking.Michael leaned back in his chair. “Amy, I told you last night that you were the best I’ve ever had. That was the truth. Now you’re sitting in front of me in a skimpy dress with your nipples pointing at me. You’ve got the prettiest little cunt I’ve ever enjoyed, you’re without panties, and I’ve had a hard on since I got here.”“Sorry,” I said. “Not being very mature, am I?”He looked at me and smiled. “You promised me a drink.””Oops,” I laughed, “I completely forgot.”When I reached up into the cupboard for the brandy, my dress rode up above my buttocks.

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