She wore red dress which is my favorite one. I straightly taken her to my home. Luckily owners went to nearby relatives house I was alone in the duple.... I taken her to my room and keep her eyes closed and opened my room key.As soon as she opened her eyes she was surprised by my decoration. And she gave a warm hug to me. We entered the room and closed it. She brought a watch as a gift to me. We hugged and kissed in my room. At last she broke the kiss and said I need to remember this day in my. Without missing a beat she continued to pump my cock with her hands. Her moans crescendoed as she watched my cum pour over her hands. She looked over her shoulder at me through her matted blond hair and turned to kiss me. I pulled her close as our tongues danced inside each others mouths. The taste of my own cum dripping from her mouth into mine was a new experience. The warmth of her hot supple skin was a reminder of years past. It was a reminder of how much I missed the feel of an unfamiliar. There were disfigured women, barren women, orphan women and those with physical and mental ailments that healers had not been able to solve. They came, they shared and they found a purpose. Not every Sister was a foundling, and certainly not all were from poor families. Over the centuries wealthy families had donated, both in funds and resources, hoping to provide comfort in this way.Assuaging guilt perhaps, was how Sister Fawn described it. Not all of them, perhaps, but many over the years had. I am a big fan of iss and once I read the story of male escort so I thought to try my luck and posted an add in some sites(no need to mention it)I didn’t get a reply. I thought its waste of time and lost my all hopes.After 15 days I got a mail from unknown saying interest in u wanna meet. I replied all my details and we started to chat there for 3 days she felt comfortable with me exchanged numbers. We told to meet me in the hotel and I was in joy and I went to the hotel booked by her I was.