An Erotic Horny Night With A Prostitute

Although I am already 20, I correspond to the type of buxom teen girl with Giant Breasts and Knackpopo. I am blond and look like a country lady. No wonder that the suitors want to see me in a dirndl or in working clothes. So I have a lot to do and I like my job as an escort in Berlin. I constantly meet new people and see the most expensive villas from the inside. However, sometimes it’s pretty blatant what people do, especially when the women get involved and go completely off track. I also play the companion for the Swinger Club, if desired, but I prefer to be alone with a client – preferably for an extended quickie.

One of my regular customers used to have a gas station. Somehow, he still lives on it, because in his study is a real gas pump from the old days. The guy always wants me to dance in overalls. He pulls me then the zipper down to the belly button, sucking on my tits and pushes the Einfühlstutzen in my romper. It does not hurt, because he has wrapped him clean, but the sight makes him totally horny. Mostly I blow him then one, or he gets the tits sex, on which he leaves. But it does not work without its fuel pump. At the beginning, anyway. We also had a real one night sex, when he came in the morning in his old gas station uniform and brought me breakfast to bed. And then he wanted normal traffic.

The hottest nights I had recently with the host of the bar, where I often meet with customers. I had been transferred and mumbled around. Wiegand, the landlord, dragged me into his back room and waved it with a really fat glow. We made ourselves comfortable on the leather sofa and became sexually so super clear that I stayed there all night. Wiegand I have christened “Superlicker”, something I have not experienced. Horny, horny, the hottest, real! With feeling and a power that my hearing and seeing passed away. The one-time traffic flew by, and Wiegand spent most of the time licking at me. In between he once pushed his thing between my boobs and sprayed fix, that seemed to him enough for a long night. And me? I have never had as many orgasms as this crazy sex.

Sometimes the customers order me to the hotel – some for a quickie or eight to eight. They like to wake up next to a woman and cuddle with pleasure with my boobs, when they are still warm from sleeping. I like it very much and keep quiet. Some also want to do something about their morning latte. I do these jobs, but I prefer the evening that is more coincidental – as with Wiegand. He always gives me a sweet tooth when I show up in his bar and grumbles when I take off with a customer.