o death, and as most of it was kept on showcase, it was hell there. The chubbiness of the lady added more to her worth. She was in her early forties but her curvaceous built could lure any man to conceive of her in her late twenties or even less. Her lips were painted deep red and cheeks flushed with passionate yearnings, her make-up loud and according to her present environment, her eye brows thin and properly shaped; but the overall innocence of her face and somewhat a weariness in her eyes hinted at a complete different story altogether, giving ways to greater and perhaps deeper mysteries of feminine intentions in this world. With a silent revolution, at last the charming goddess of sensation shrugged and took the first step towards her blasphemous journey.
After few minutes a car arrived at the spot and the man on the driver seat had a look on a lady stuck between two drwww.4shared.com/android/TNA00lxW/Picsel_Smart_Office_v190_full.htmlunken, rugged looking men measuring her body with their hands, pressing her butt and breasts and kissing her neck. The man blew the car horn to which the lady immediately responded, and leaving the two men at awe, moved slowly towards the car with all her tease and got into it.
“Oh my! Is that you?” the man sounded to be shocked to his foundation.
“You’re late mister. Had you been here a few more minutes late, I might have ended up with those drunken bastards.” the lady bitterly replied.
“What’s wrong with you Liz? You’re…” she interrupted him, “I wish to feel all of being a whore to-night.”
“But look at yourself, you’re out into the streets almost nude. Have you gone mad? How could you let those filthy drunkards to stick their slimy fingers into your boobs?” he sounded quite angry.
“None of your business… are you ready to screw me up this night? I’m restless now.”
The man wasn’t ready for such a reception and in a great surprise, simply started the car without a word further. As minutes passed and he drove forward in search of a decent looking hotel, he swung between his identity of being a husband to a faithful wife and a cheat who in some time would be laying his hands on the treat who now sat beside him with all her assets on display, urging more and more to be explored to the whole of it, her breasts bulging out her puny black blouse, nipples pointed up with an anticipation of a wild wild night, half-wet panties peeping out from the bottom of her micro-mini skirt. His head spun with uncertainties, his heart swelled with self-condemnation and at the same time the growth under his pants growled in hunger. His nerves were at high alert, driving the car and at the same time devouring the beauty with his eyes, imagining themselves rolled up in a bed in weird positions and sucking out of each other the very essence of ecstasy.
The car finally arrived at the gate of a hotel which claimed superiority than the rest of the area, yet in no way looked decent for they were all build up to fulfill the dark desires of modern human beings. The check in was a sort of mere formality and a skinny attendant looked at the just arrived couple with a bit of suspicion. The lady appeared to be a just another whore, though hot as hell, and the man calm and serene, surely belonging to the category of high society, his finely woven suit demanding admiration. He led the odd couple to their that night’s nest.