Eskortlar Istanbul girl experiments with Viagra

Let me tell you a little story of one my day that I have remembered. It was very many years before I started working as an escort Istanbul lover: at that time, I was just a little girl who stepped over the threshold of the age of consent (18 in my native country). I had a boyfriend. We both were full of youth, energy for life and zeal for sex. At some stage, we did not have enough of our natural powers so have decided to buy and use Viagra (or its analogue) to make things even brighter.

In two days, he bought a pack of two tablets for him and the same pack of two for me – it was going to be enough for two sex occasions. This evening, we went away from our homes (under some cause – I’m not sure what it was – like a studying at a friend’s or something) and got to a motel room. We bought three bottles of champagne, ordered a pizza and some other stuff to chew and got there. The center of the room was a king size bed – just right for our intentions. I took a shower at home but Mike didn’t so he went to shower and I uncorked a bubbling bottle and drank one glass before he exited.

We took a tablet destined for each and started waiting. We finished up the bottle and uncorked the other. Half of pizza was eaten by the time the pills worked. It was like an immediate flush of desire between the legs. At least, for me. For him, outwardly it was like a heavy breathing and reddening of a face. We engaged in sex immediately after the effect took power – and both experienced the flush of sexual energy as never before. He erected almost in a second, from only one touch of my palm – as if someone had opened a valve inside his organism that was restraining the blood from flowing to his dick and so his willie immediately got filled with it without the rest. It was a nice reaction and it gave me even sturdier excitation.

He went inside of me like an animal, I felt myself hornier in hundred times than the filthiest escort Istanbul wench. Our bodies intertwined as willow’s branches on the wind. He hammered my pussy with as much as treble energy as usual but I wanted for more and more, the hunger seemed to arise so big – and increased with every minute – that I really wanted to bite him, drink up his blood, scratch his back, feel him filling all of me without the rest, growing as cancer in my body (though I don’t usually think in such vivid categories).

We’ve been fucking three hours in a row, hornier than Istanbul escorts bitch and her client, I suppose. (Well, I know it now for sure – as I work now as an Istanbul escorts whore – that these emotions we had on that evening were really overwhelming and incomparable with anything I ever felt after this fiery copulation in my life).

My vagina seemed to stretch up twice from the normal size. I wanted it bigger, harder but he just couldn’t satisfy these tempting needs with only his cock. So we have adopted the decision – he went downstairs to the nearest supermarket to buy anything that might be of help.

In 45 minutes, he was back with a package of stuff and there were plenty of things there: long, fat and thin cucumbers, the handlebars of kitchenware – long and looking as an erected cock, several roots of parsnip, a couple of bananas, and several more items I don’t really remember now. I wanted to start with parsnip as I thought it could be very handy for my butt hole that had been desiring the entrance of anything long and hard. We washed everything thoroughly. I took it in a hand wearing a condom first and put into my butt that was already fairly greased from the flows of my pussy. My boy entered in mine pussy and the sexual rampage continued. I was moving the root of the plant inside me. In some moment, I wanted for more. Rolling on the belly (he continued fucking my puss), I took three cucumbers and wore condoms on them. Rolling back, I started to enter two inside of my butt hole to mine and his further excitation. And I introduced the third one into a pussy. Now, I was stuffed as a Thanksgiving turkey and I loved it. When he finished inside of me for I don’t remember what time for a night, I was satisfied enough to finish brightly and vividly. And – I moved all these toys inside of me to make the orgasm last longer to my gratification.

Kassandra