Martín was driving his car while the ninth symphony was playing on the radio. He was returning from the beaches of Marbella, the best in the world. The salty smell of the sea was still visible on his skin and the woman next to her. She touched his leg, reminding him of a salty smell he liked: her crotch. His favorite luxury escort, with whom he had spent a delicious weekend. No worries, no work, just pleasure. The best pleasure in the world.
Martin looked at her almost lying in the leather seat of the Mercedes and imagined her naked on a bed. The highway was almost empty, so he couldn’t avoid a reverie. He remembered the first time he had been with a luxury escort and all the fear he had felt. Also all the pleasure he got from that first time. Then looked again at the girl next to him. The first time with her had also been incredible. They had never spent so much time together like that weekend, but both had enjoyed it.
Martín was not like any other client who could have a luxury escort. He didn’t want just sex. He wanted a spiritual connection through sex. A connection that could lead them both to travel the universe. Orgasms so intense that they steal the breath of both and then enjoy the luxury of Marbella. The beaches, the restaurants, the landscapes. The smell of the sea on all things. Martin was sure she had fun too and she liked that.
He remembered then the best orgasm he had that weekend. They had gone to the beach in the morning, to take a good bath and enjoy the sun. In addition, Martin wanted her to tan. Then they returned to the hotel and uncorked a delicious wine from which they both drank. A divine nectar. They laughed, smiled at each other and let the desire take hold of both. That’s why he liked to be with luxury escorts, for the exclusive treatment he received. She then approached his mouth, giving her wet lips. She took her hands and placed them on his chest, took his neck and kissed him frantically, igniting Martin’s animal instinct. He wanted to taste the sea in her crotch. Sea salt mixed with the salt of her juices. He picked her up, placed her on the bed and devoured her.
More intoxicating than wine were her juices, but he couldn’t just eat. He had to penetrate her, enjoy her, feel her in all her splendor. That’s why he entered, feeling about to explode. He gave several onslaught and when felt himself cumming, he asked her for the mouth. He wanted to feel that mouth around him. He wished she would swallow all her juices and look at him with pleasure and delight. With swollen lips and watery eyes to swallow it. He leaned toward her in an irresistible desire to kiss her. He tasted the sea, the girl’s pussy and himself, thinking he had never felt that with anyone. Just for an orgasm with this incredible luxury escort, his whole life made sense.