Making Prostitution Lawful: THE PUNTER ABRUPTLY PULLED ME AND STUCK HIS SLOPPY T

Posted by a-level on July 26th, 2017

THE PUNTER ABRUPTLY PULLED ME AND STUCK HIS SLOPPY TONGUE INTO MY MOUTH…

On my first booking as a working-girl, lots of thoughts went through my head, This wasn’t a social gathering, I wasn’t even slightly drunk, it was the middle of the afternoon, and I was basically taking myself to get screwed and given cash for it.
The very concept was absurd, I did not dress or look like a standard escort but I also knew that it was painfully apparent that I didn’t live there. I was shaking like a leaf walking up to this punters apartment whose name I was struggling to remember.
The man had left his door open for me and the moment I entered the flat, there wasn’t any time for my shock to become obvious as he abruptly pulled me and kissed me all tongues. I had stated in my profile on the website that I was ok with a “girlfriend experience” or “GFE”, but it wasn’t till that minute that I linked the dots. I in no way had any intention of explicitly forbidding kissing, but I kind of thought it was a thing 1 eased into on a meeting.
As all that was going on through my mind, he suddenly pulled my head sideways and stuck his tongue as deep into my ear as it would go. I wasn’t certain if slugs burrowed and I was certain they didn’t burrow into people’s ears, but, if they did, I now realised what it would feel like.
The only thing I could think of to do in for him to get his tongue out of my ear was remove my shirt off and surprisingly, it did the trick, before long he was taking off my bra and slobbering on my nipples, instead of my ear, giving me an excellent window to pull a condom out of my skirt pocket and propose we got down to business.
No one - not even me or any other girl I know enjoys being pawed, poked, prodded, sloppy kissed, then fucked by a man she would not give the time of day or night if she met him somewhere else.
The hooker’s thoughts range between moderate distaste and outright disgust and only in very odd or extremely outstanding situations will her encounter be different. That is not to say these special and amazing encounters do not, once in a blue moon, take place, they do, and when they do, no one is more surprised than the escort herself. I would know, simply because on two instances these encounters happened to me, but that is for another story