1. The Romanian Connection


    Date: 6/27/2016, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Romance, Author: butliquor55, Rating: 91.5, Source: sexstories.com

    me and said “Thank you sir.” We completed our business and she smiled at me and told me her name was Georgia and if I needed anything that I only had to call and ask her. I smiled back and thanked her. If all the Romanian people I was going to encounter were like Georgia, I was really going to enjoy my stay here. The hotel was very nice and I was suffering from the jet lag that trans-Atlantic travel causes. So I took a short nap before dinner. After my nap I showered and changed clothes and headed out to explore my temporary home. My business meetings were not scheduled until the next morning so I had plenty of time to kill. The hotel had every amenity that I could have wanted and everywhere I went there were beautiful women. I would look at them and smile and they would smile back. I already liked it here. I found the restaurant and wandered inside. I was met by yet another pretty young lady. She asked if I was alone and I answered yes. She led me to a table and I sat down. Soon the waiter came and took my order. I was looking forward to eating as the airline food leaves a lot to be desired. I was looking around and enjoying the wine I had ordered when I looked up and saw the most attractive woman I had seen all day. She was walking toward me with my food and all I could do was stare at this beautiful creature. I’m sure I stopped breathing and I think my tongue was dragging on the floor! “Is everything alright sir?” she asked. Now I don’t believe in love at first sight, and ...
    I’m fifty nine years old. This young woman was probably nineteen years old and I knew I was in love with her already. “Beautiful “ I replied “Everything is beautiful.” She smiled and I noticed that she had a perfect face. By that I mean she was very pretty, her nose was perfect and all her facial features made her look like a fashion model. She did not appear to wear a lot of makeup, and she certainly didn’t need it. Her long brown hair hung down over her shoulders and her brown eyes sparkled as she smiled at me and turned to leave. Suddenly she stopped and turned back toward me. “Can I get you anything else?” she asked. “I have all I need, thank you” I told her as I smiled at her. Again she turned and walked away. I could only stare at this hot young lady as she moved across the room. She had to be almost five feet eight inches tall and she had a very curvy frame. Her work clothes concealed the wonderful figure underneath but I imagined that she was perfect. My imagination always worked overtime and I had this habit of always picturing a beautiful woman naked. This was definitely no exception. In my mind I pictured her as a 34B breasts were topped off by long hard nipples that would take your eye out if you were not careful. Her tiny waist was twenty two inches with a flat and tight tummy that I would like to squeeze. She had beautiful curvy hips that I guessed were about thirty six inches. Suddenly I had this really fucked up thought, did I have to guess her measurements in ...
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