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A day in the life... London Transsexual Escort
Well, thank
goodness for
that…today
is a mere
75 degrees.
Really, if
I want to
swelter in
sub-tropical 96-degree heat, I’ll go jump on a
plane and fly closer to the equator.
I got a call from a man’s secretary who was
staying at the Hilton in Croydon. He sounded
quite pleasant and was keen that I pay a visit,
asking, ‘And what kind of wine you would like?’
A slight detour and I was there in thirty
minutes, we’d arranged to meet at the bar,
as the lift, so often the case now, needed a
key-swipe to get onto the floor I wanted. S
greeted me at the bar and offered me a drink,
I suggested we go straight up to his room,
where I was happy to just drink water.
The room, though not trashed, was an
abandoned untidy mess of clothes and towels
tossed everywhere, pumping dance music,
two iPad’s playing porn, half-finished bottles
of water and lots little plastic packets of drugs
spread across the desk. S was high, not just
letting his hair down but his inhibitions too;
mission, to have a blast of a good time.
Half a dozen dildos of various shapes and
sizes were strewn around the room, one, in
particular, caught my eye, the one firmly stuck
to the wall, held in place by its suction end; I
took a breath, summed up the picture before
me and set my mind to the task ahead.
‘Right, I think I’m ready to be fucked now
Frances,’ ‘OK, I suggest we try from behind,
then we can move to the front if you’d like?’
I reached for a condom on the bedside table,
along with the bottle of lube. There wasn’t
much resistance as I slipped my cock inside
him, as he’d been playing with his multitude
of dildos all afternoon. ‘That feels good keep
going,’ and so I did for another 5 minutes
before he felt the need for another cooling off
in the shower.
I’d been there a good hour now, he’d have
had me stay longer had I suggested, but now
it was becoming hard work, have you ever
tried to keep up with someone on coke?
Anyway, he’d begun showing me the delights
of ‘Grinder’ on his phone, a real-time online
meeting place, where you can instantly find
like-minded horny folk looking for sex within
your area.
It turned out, there were already two other
people looking for fun in the very same hotel.
‘Do you think we should get a guy in to join
us,’ he asked. ‘Well, why don’t you invite
someone up and I’ll take off, then you can
both enjoy yourselves together.’ S was happy
with the suggestion and his new distraction.
And with that, I thanked him for the evening
and away’ed into the balmy tropical night,
leaving him to a night of hedonism.
Read further adventures
of ‘Frances’ at
www.fransexual.blogspot.com
Frances
Petite busty English blonde
Pre-Op Transsexual, with
a touch of class and style.
London/City/Docklands
07989
287 451
www.Fransexual.com