1. Roses are Red


    Date: 3/25/2016, Categories: Celebrities, First Time, Mature, Author: Eroticbaroness, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    the veranda with small nervous steps. Her eyes immediately took in the ambiance that could only be described as decadent. There were authentic fire torches on every wall, the slow rhythmic playing of drums, men and women dressed in masks and some in very imaginative and very revealing clothes. Emily stood at the entrance and didn’t know what to expect or what to do, something like this was totally out of character for her. Nevertheless her footsteps took her to the bar and she took her seat and ordered a Lime Soda in fluent but accented Portuguese. A man had been watching her the entire time. From the moment she entered he could not help but let out a gasp from his mouth as if the wind had been knocked out of him. He saw her through his own mask stand at the entrance like a proud aristocrat surveying the surroundings as if she owned the place and then witnessed at how she took a few nervous steps into the veranda and headed towards the bar. (She looks a little light for a Latina), the man thought. He got up and buttoned his khaki jacket and approached the bar. His eyes gazing over her bare shoulders and back, noticing a black mole on one of her shoulder blades, he imagined how it would taste in his mouth. Her skin was glazed with sweat as was his, the heat in the area was only enhanced with the presence of the torches. He sat next to her and looked at her angelic face “Hi…” he began She looked at him through her catlike mask and simply stared into his blue eyes. “So ...
    uhhh….what’re you havin?” the man pressed on… The barman came back with her drink and she thanked him “Gracias”. “Oh you a native? Damn you don’t look like a native.” The man gazed over her body as if she were a food item and continued, “Uhhh…listen I don’t really speak much Portuguese but, when a girl looking like you comes to a place like this its usually a sign that you are looking for a good time….right?” Emily could merely stare back at him. It was not as if she didn’t want to reply but she was petrified. Here she was in a new country, wearing a dress she would neither wear nor could she afford and was being chatted up by a lecherous albeit attractive man. “You know, why don’t you hang around with me for the next few days?” The man said with confidence, his tone now softer and almost velvety. He took off his mask and showed his lean, strong and attractive face. “We could sl**p in the rooms with the best views…taste the best wine and food….you could sl**p late….shop all day….” His eyes now took on a more feral nature, like a predator when he is about to lunge for a kill. “But to do all that…you just have to take that hand off the counter and put it in my lap.” And he reached towards Emily’s hand but stopped as Emily slammed her glass on the counter and almost ran away from the bar. She walked fast and with urgency as if a lion were chasing her but then her feet stopped. She turned around to look at the man sitting calmly at the bar with a smirk on his face. He got up and paid her ...
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