BrunaHavana
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| Sunday, June 23rd 2024 |
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| My Early Morning Breakfast Pleasures. |
As a busy escort amidst the chaos and indulgence, at the end of my encounter there are moments of pure pleasure and indulgence that I relish and crave.
After a particularly early morning at work, I returned to my tidy flat in Earls Court, my body still buzzing with the remnants of passion. I stripped off my clothes and collapsed onto my bed, my mind replaying the morning encounter.
As the sun began to fill her room, I realised I was starving. But not just for any food, I wanted a real English breakfast. With a mischievous gleam in my eye, I went out to my local cafe. The chef greeted me, adorned in a crisp white apron and nothing else. With a playful smirk, he began to prepare my breakfast, carefully selecting the naughtiest ingredients.
As he cooked, I could smell the sound of bacon and sausages, my body humming with anticipation. When the chef finally presented her with the platter, it was a work of art. The eggs were shaped into a heart, the bacon was arranged in a suggestive manner, and the toast was cut into phallic shapes. With each bite, I savored the flavours and the decadence of the moment.
As I finished my breakfast, the chef offered a final touch - a drizzle of syrup on my plate, forming the shape of a woman's body. I laughed and savored the sweet, sticky perfection which remined me of other sticky stuff I had enjoyed in the morning!
In that moment, I felt alive and satisfied, indulging in the pleasures of the flesh and the culinary world. Once back in my home sanctuary I lay back on my pillows, I knew that this was just another day in the life of an Earls Court female escort. |
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