His tongue

His tongue slides along
The inside of my leg
And darts willingly into my cunt
A cunt already wet

He tempts my desire
His tongue flickers my clitoris
And I get wetter
And I am aroused

And wet I am
Ready for more
He gently moves me
Onto my stomach

And I lay with my bum raised
As he explores my crack
Parting my cheeks with
His eager tongue

He enters my anus as
He entered my cunt
Desiring the hole
Seeking to be inside

And I become more aroused
And wetter still
And wetter is better
As he pushes his cock inside

His cock hard gives pain
But wanting pain
I allow all inside
And I groan with my fullness

His gift is welcomed
And his gift embraced
My muscles surround his
Making it throb inside

And he penetrates me harder
And I groan longer
Wanting to feel him right inside
Harder, I want it harder

He is all inside
And  I want him inside
I am gloriously wet
As I massage my mound

The slap of him
Pounding my buttocks
And giving contentment
Real satisfaction and gratitude

My cunt squelches its approval
And my anus reddens with delight
And I thank him and kiss him
And I cry

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Fall Guy

In the autumn in the fall
When the sun lowers its head
And no longer burns

And African birds say goodbye
And mosquito bites recede
I begin to fade

My colour fades
And my good moods fade
And my memories of longer days fade

In autumn I need to be embraced
To have my arms filled with excitement
And my cunt filled with enthusiasm

Autumn leaves fall, trees undress
Autumn bonfires burn, a garden clean up
Autumn introduces more layers of clothes

And knickers get less sexy
And boots become wellingtons
And I definitely need a Fall Guy!

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Women were born to be unfaithful!

Now this may come as a shock to some, but I really doubt it, Women are created, women are designed, women are made to be unfaithful. It is as natural as breathing. So for all the men that read this just accept.

Those with girlfriends and wives just be content that they are happy and doing something they cannot stop doing.Don't fret about it, don't lock them up, don't try to dominate and control. Just accept. It will happen, it may have happened and it may be happening.

There are many reasons for this. Some complex and some less so. Here I will deal with the less complex. I am an escort and you cannot expect a psychologist response.

Firstly, I am capable of fucking at any time of the day. I don't need an erection. I have a hole to be filled and it is enjoyable having it filled.

I can also fuck immediately after an orgasm. Infact I prefer to! Women are fuck machines. They don't have to dream and fantasise all day about it. But when the opportunity arises they usually are keen. Animal instincts come into play.Consequently, they have the apparatus to fuck anytime, anywhere and any place!

Secondly, opportunity. When I go out wearing a low top that gives a view of my breasts I am suddenly wanted. When I smile a lot  and give men the right eye glance I have a number of men wanting to get between my legs.How many men are able to say this. I can just open my legs, show my cunt and my sex is a magnet for a man's cock. If a man did the same he would be arrested as a pervert!!!

Thirdly, men have many ways to feel wanted, valued, desired etc. Women in the main don't. Attracting men and attracting men to want to fuck makes you feel good. Makes you feel needed, wanted, desired. And this is a great feeling!

It is as easy as that. And no way can a man stop the inevitable. So men need to accept it to even enjoy it. A woman satisfied is a better friend, a better partner a better wife. You will have a more enjoyable sex life if you give her the opportunity to explore her sexual side. And I know!!!!

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I feel that I am a restaurant!

Why do people choose to eat in a restaurant?

If a person establishes a restaurant, what need is that restaurant meeting?  Is is food or is that too simple of an answer?  Is it the experience or the convenience?  Since the French Revolution, restaurants have been evolving and I think the question is interesting

For me it to eat something I don't make or have at home, as well as to have someone else do the cooking and cleaning up afterwards, basically achange of scenery helps.

- I have nothing ready at home, and we are out on the road, so it's convenient to eat at a restaurant.
that's about it for me. : )

Personally I would go for the food which I would not have access to otherwise.

If we eat out it is usually based on the food offered, the ambiance offered and  the prices. The food is important because if you feel you could have easily prepared the same meal yourself it is not such an interesting experience.

One of the things that reduces the number of times we eat out (besides the cost)is that I am sometimes told my meals are better than those on offer.

In the past eating out was a good way of trying foods from different countries. Now the meals we eat in the UK are inspired by many different countries recipes.

Some meals or restaurants do earn a place in your memory, that is the ideal.

Breaking up the monotony of doing the same thing, without variation, every day (in other words, the need do what is "mentally/emotionally nurturing"  (They offer the chance to have different types of foods, the chance to eat in a different environment, the chance to just sit and relax/socialize during a meal.  Those are all "mentally healthy" things to do, as opposed to eating the same thing every day with/without the same people every day, in the same environment.)

Well it is always cool to see a place that has a "vibe" to it that fits your personality, or one aspect of the complex humans we all are.

Being single....I'm rather drawn to restaurants with a good vibe, good food, and pretty waitresses!!!!!!!!!!!

I also think music can play a part in all of that...but I'm more music oriented than some folks are 

I often do things not on the menu. 

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The Jazz Player-Prose for Pros 36

It was a cover up story!

We were in a rush
Excited souls
Ready to tumble
Into bed
Ready to caress
Ready to lick
And kiss
What bliss

But then
We realised
We discovered
We found out
That his cock
Needed a cover
And the cover was hiding
Hiss

The cover was at home
The cover was not discovered
The heat had to simmer
The passion lament
As we drove
To find condoms
We steered our way
A crisis

Sexual explorers
Seeking the skin
Of untroubled sex
And we did find
We returned
And covered the hidden
And we learnt
About haste

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Happy Hour. Prose for Pros 31

The Tear

It often signifies sadness, grief
The badge of sorrow
But today no. Tonight
It slid down my cheek
A sign of gratitude
A sign of happiness
Pure bliss

It is what an energetic, exploring cock
Can bring
A tear of joy, slowly falling
I rode him to excess
I pushed him deeper and deeper inside
And it felt good
It felt oh so good

I moved my cunt to envelop every
Bit of his manhood
Slipping
Squelching
Sometimes, slow but more often
Grinding out my pleasure
My pleasure

The tear was real
It stained my cheek
With a salty rivulet
The tear was unreal
It came from the pst
And it was a deposit
For my future

For days when I
No longer ride majestic cocks
But can still feel the majestic tear
Still smell his sex
Still feel his thrusts and my response
A tear of joy
Thank you



If anyone wants to make me cry get in touch.

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Open door, open legs policy Prose for Pros 30

It is sometimes unusual and not totally straight forward when meeting a playmate for the first time. It is a time to be polite and courteous so you do the normal stuff you do when you meet. Kiss on the cheek and a friendly greeting etc. But you also know that it is not just an everyday greeting. The agreement has been accepted by both parties that sex will take place and so there is both nervousness and excitement all jumbled up together. It is a curious and enthralling mix. Hands and lips are sent mixed messages from the brain and it is an important time for all. First impressions are of course really important.

Here is a poem I wrote about this particular moment. The moment someone I have never met arrives at my door. He is walking towards my door knowing he will be fucking me inside soon. He stands at my door knowing he can do whatever he likes to me (well within limits of course!). He kisses my cheek with the knowledge that his lips will taste not only my cheeks but more delicate parts.

The door is opened and then my legs

We shook hands but I would shake more
We kissed on the cheek but I would kiss more
We embraced warmly but we would embrace more
And he was only at the door

We were shy but wanton
We were excited but reluctant
We were wanting more but accepted less
Because we were only at the door

The bedroom beckoned
Nakedness awaited
A rigid cock expected
An exploring tongue urged
A feverish tongue longed for

But we were only at the door
We were meeting, a first time meeting
A new experience and a wish for lusty moments
A break from the tedium, life's merry-go-round
That's not always merry

The door was opened politely but not so my legs
They were sprayed out quickly
To show a moist and welcoming opening
That excited to the touch and thrust forward 
To take the tip of the tongue

My home has one door that entices visitors 
My body has three
Each brooding for a touch and caress
Each longing for a surge of energy
To bustle in and take up space

One minute we are strangers
The next we are friends
Naked and smiling
Exercising our sex and satisfying our lust
For fun, friendship and of course a fuck

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