Making Prostitution Legal: THE GUY SUDDENLY PULLED ME AND KISSED ME INTENSELY?

Posted by a-level on July 20th, 2017

THE GUY SUDDENLY PULLED ME AND KISSED ME INTENSELY…

On my 1st Job as a call-girl, plenty of thoughts went through my head, This was not a party, I was not even slightly drunk, it was the middle of the afternoon, and I was just willingly going to be screwed and paid for it.
The very idea was absurd, I didn’t dress or look like a typical hooker but I also knew that it was painfully clear that I did not live there. I was shaking with fear walking up to this guys apartment whose name I had already forgotten.
The punter had left his door open for me and the moment I entered the apartment, there wasn’t any time for my shock to become apparent as he suddenly grabbed me and kissed me all tongues. I had stated in my ad that I offered a “girlfriend experience” or “GFE”, but it wasn’t till that second that I connected the dots. I by no means had any intention of saying no to kissing, but I sort of thought it was something someone eased into on a date.
As all that was going on through my head, he suddenly pulled my head sideways and put his tongue as deep into my ear as it would go. I wasn’t certain if slugs burrowed and I was sure they did not burrow into people’s ears, but, if they did, I now realised what it would really feel like.
The only thing I could love to do in for him to get his tongue out of my ear was take my shirt off and surprisingly, it did the trick, before long he was getting off my bra and slobbering on my nipples, rather than my ear, giving me an excellent window to pull a condom out of my skirt pocket and propose we got down to business.
No person - not even me or any other woman I know enjoys getting pawed, poked, prodded, sloppy kissed, then fucked by a guy she would not give the time of day or night if she met him somewhere else.
The working-girl’s emotions range between mild distaste and outright disgust and only in unique or really exceptional circumstances will her experience be any different. That is not to say these distinctive and exceptional encounters do not, once in a blue moon, occur, they do, and when they do, no one is more amazed than the escort herself. I would know, simply because on two occasions those encounters happened to me, but that is for another day