Escorts deserve the softest and most sensual touches
In London there are guys and then there are men and there are escorts like me who enjoy both. When speaking about Andreas, one could never mistake him for a guy; he’s just as ‘man’ as any man needs to be. This, however, doesn’t mean that he hasn’t got a sensitive side to him. In fact, he likes everything about not only being touched, but also touching. Our time spent together is typically consumed by sensual massages. This particular time, he decided to pick things up a notch.
Andreas had gone all out. He had an array of delicious fruits to tease our palates and an array of amazingly scented oils lined out on a table next to the bed. To make thing even better, he didn’t go for the usual dimmed lights, he had candles lit and illuminating each corner of his London bedroom.
“What’s all of this about?” I asked shocked in a voice half way between a whisper and a chirp as I strolled into the bedroom. “It’s all for you, Evelina,” he replied. Shivers ran down my spine as I realized just how much work Andreas had put into planning this romantic evening. But why had he done it all? According to him, I’d been such a good little escort and there’s nothing he wanted more than to return the favor and show me just how special I was.
On the bed, I positioned my bare body. Andreas climbed on top, barely applying his weight to my back and one after the other, his fingers made their way into all the tension that had built up over the past busy week of travelling to and from appointments in central London. As he rubbed the aromatic oils into my shoulders, I felt an immense amount of pressure escape. He worked his way down, running his manly fingers along the length of my delicate body, making me feel things that I had never felt before. It was as though each finger he laid upon me, tickled little pieces of my heart. Minute after minute, Andreas’ hand were forcing me to fall in love. I’d never been so entangled in a sensual maze before. He knew just what he was doing and my instincts as an escort made me want him to stop so badly, but my body wouldn’t allow me to push him away.
Needless to say, that night, I received the ultimate satisfaction from a man whose company I always look forward to enjoying. Andreas truly is proof that the manliest men have the softest and most sensual touches.
About the author:
Slovakian born London escort cutie Evelina, part time but always finds a few spare hours to contribute a blog of her escapades.