Night of bliss in good old London town ...

******* Service in London

There are quite a lot in the city of London, but especially one served the requirements my 'hubby' wanted for me. Namely, offering cultivated, educated and well-endowed black studs. The ******* services are mostly booked by single, lonesome but affluent white mature business ladies. Most ******* services distribute to its clients albums with a list of intimate images of their selected male *******, which can be hired for hours or days. During our last stay in London, my husband booked for me an athletic hunk with a huge cock.

The ******* accompanies you for dinner, sightseeing and many other
amenities and they are 'fuck boys', too! The one with the monster cock
was wonderful. The chemistry between us was perfect from fisrt glance. I
literally fell in love and he was also taken immediately. We visited the
antique market in the Portobello Road, had our five o'clock tea at the
Ritz hotel and strolled through Hyde Park. We started kissing in the cab
to my hotel - the HILTON near Marble Arch - and he had his hand between
my legs. Obviously my big boobs intrigued him. Back at the hotel we had
a few drinks in the bar where he played under my skirt and then up into
my room. He tossed me right away on the couch - 'hubby' had booked a
junior suite - played around my crotch and finally fingered me until I
had my first orgasm.

Then he took me in his strong arms like a poppet and threw me on the
double bed. He undressed me completely and went down on me; his tongue
deep in my pussy. His teeth worked gently on and around my clit. I
spread my legs, moaned and kicked like a mule. Yeah, he was wonderful. I
had another climax and squirted again, gushing my juice in his face. Then
I undressed him. I was so hungry to get fucked. When I stripped his
boxer short off, I couldn't see the biggest cock ever. He had already a
hard on. My thought was if my tight cunt could manage to host such a rod
without getting hurt. I told him that I was afraid because never impaled
by such a monster cock, but he just smiled at me, shifted his athletic
body upwards until his giant cock lay between my voluptuous tits. He
began to move his rod up and down and I took my boobs in my hands in
order to support his wanking. He had an orgasmn. His load splashed on my
tits and face, but he recovered very fast and his member was rock hard
again. .My pussy was drenched and juicy when he eventually inserted his thick
cock head into my pussy. Gently he pushed his shaft deeper in my hot
pussy. He pounded me hard; deeper and deeper. I shrieked and screamed
like a stuck pig. It was half pain, half lust, but my never-ending horniness
over-weighed everything. We fucked the whole night until my 'hubby' came
from the casino. He shook hands with my lover, we had a final *******
together and 'hubby' shot a few pictures using his smart phone. Then my
******* left us. My empathetic 'hubby' kissed me tenderly and we went to
bed together. I still dream of this wonderful night of bliss!
 
******* Service in London

There are quite a lot in the city of London, but especially one served the requirements my 'hubby' wanted for me. Namely, offering cultivated, educated and well-endowed black studs. The ******* services are mostly booked by single, lonesome but affluent white mature business ladies. Most ******* services distribute to its clients albums with a list of intimate images of their selected male *******, which can be hired for hours or days. During our last stay in London, my husband booked for me an athletic hunk with a huge cock.

The ******* accompanies you for dinner, sightseeing and many other
amenities and they are 'fuck boys', too! The one with the monster cock
was wonderful. The chemistry between us was perfect from fisrt glance. I
literally fell in love and he was also taken immediately. We visited the
antique market in the Portobello Road, had our five o'clock tea at the
Ritz hotel and strolled through Hyde Park. We started kissing in the cab
to my hotel - the HILTON near Marble Arch - and he had his hand between
my legs. Obviously my big boobs intrigued him. Back at the hotel we had
a few drinks in the bar where he played under my skirt and then up into
my room. He tossed me right away on the couch - 'hubby' had booked a
junior suite - played around my crotch and finally fingered me until I
had my first orgasm.

Then he took me in his strong arms like a poppet and threw me on the
double bed. He undressed me completely and went down on me; his tongue
deep in my pussy. His teeth worked gently on and around my clit. I
spread my legs, moaned and kicked like a mule. Yeah, he was wonderful. I
had another climax and squirted again, gushing my juice in his face. Then
I undressed him. I was so hungry to get fucked. When I stripped his
boxer short off, I couldn't see the biggest cock ever. He had already a
hard on. My thought was if my tight cunt could manage to host such a rod
without getting hurt. I told him that I was afraid because never impaled
by such a monster cock, but he just smiled at me, shifted his athletic
body upwards until his giant cock lay between my voluptuous tits. He
began to move his rod up and down and I took my boobs in my hands in
order to support his wanking. He had an orgasmn. His load splashed on my
tits and face, but he recovered very fast and his member was rock hard
again. .My pussy was drenched and juicy when he eventually inserted his thick
cock head into my pussy. Gently he pushed his shaft deeper in my hot
pussy. He pounded me hard; deeper and deeper. I shrieked and screamed
like a stuck pig. It was half pain, half lust, but my never-ending horniness
over-weighed everything. We fucked the whole night until my 'hubby' came
from the casino. He shook hands with my lover, we had a final *******
together and 'hubby' shot a few pictures using his smart phone. Then my
******* left us. My empathetic 'hubby' kissed me tenderly and we went to
bed together. I still dream of this wonderful night of bliss!
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