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Michael slipped from his shirt, letting her toss it aside onto the floor, letting her witness his fit figure, the older man smiling all the more. The man returned her kiss, his tongue fighting her own when she sought him out. The kiss didn't last too long though as she moved him onto his back and caressed him once again with her soft hand. He could feel her mounds pressing on his leg, shivering a bit as her skin was firmly touching his own while his erection was thoroughly tended to.

He shook as she kissed and sucked his sack, his breathing getting heavier, on the verge of orgasm while her voice, that sweet seductive voice that hse took made it harder to fight his need. Though when she licked his cock, sucked the sides and nuzzled it Michael groaned. And right before he came, he moved so his cock aimed directly at her face."F-Fuck I'm cumming!!"He shouted as he finally blew his load, which was massive to say the least. Each spurt splattered his cream onto her face, painting it white.
 
The first glob hit her on the cheek and sent a rope of semen arcing up into her chocolate-coloured hair. She let out a soft, delighted-sounding "ooh!" as she felt its warmth upon her skin and pulled down on his shaft, stretching the skin all the way along his length before stroking upwards to repeat the motion. The second rope landed on her forehead and as he continued to cum, she felt his seed dribble down between her brown eyes and onto her nose. She purred up at him and still she stroked him—squeezed him—until he was spent and his semen covered her cheeks and forehead, a few droplets also landing upon his thigh and her bare breasts.

"Mmm, that was a lot," she giggled, gazing up at the satiated older man with cheeks shining from the sperm which clung to them, the corners of her lips upturned. "Did it feel good?" She knew it had, but the question drew attention to her jizz-splattered face, and she had an inkling that he'd enjoyed cumming on her beautiful visage. Even now she held his cock in her hand, feeling the last of his cum dribble down his shaft and onto her fingers. She knew how to please a man—and Michael had another two hours to share with her. By the time he left, she would make him very happy.
 
Each new motion she brought down on his sensitive shaft made him jump and twitch, gasping with raspy moans. His eyes watched as her face was plastered with his hot seed, a lewd smile taking him. He couldn't help but admit to himself that she looked damn sexy when her face was drenched in his semen, his cock still hard and ready for more. He had months worth of lust to bust out of his system and was eager to enjoy it with her. So when she gave him a few final, milking squeezes, Michael licked his lips a bit.

""It felt fucking fantastic Francesca..But I want to explore an area I haven't before now.."He told her, hinting towards her transsexual side. He wanted to know more about i and test how good it would be for him. Plus he wanted to return the favor for making him feel soo good. while waiting for a reply he was able to relax and catch his breath. Michael licked his lips with a grin, growling in want, his lust slowly building inside him, his confidence rising and his hesitance nearly gone.
 
"Mmm, you are very eager," she chuckled, her voice purposefully infused with a lusty tone. "Do you mind if I clean my face?" She asked the question with a smile—she did want to clean his seed from her cheeks and forehead, but she was his to enjoy as he wished, and if he asked for her to leave the sticky fluids be then she would. After all, did that lusty growl not signal a growth in confidence? Was he not now decided upon what it was that wanted? She'd worked her magic again, and as with many before him she was slowly drawing him out. First-timers were not so difficult—they just needed a little care and attention, and a skilled mouth and keen attitude never went astray.
 
Michael smiled and gave her a nod when she asked to clean her face, the man laying back a bit, slowly stroking his cock, his rough hand using long, slow motions. He was more than ready to do what he wanted, though he still though of what he wanted first, licking his lips in hunger. So when he took a quick look over her voluptuous figure, Michael nodded to himself, having an idea on what he wanted to do next. Since he got a taste of her mouth, he wanted to taste her other hole, to experience something divine on his cock.
 
Francesca's hips swayed delicately as she made her way to the door to the en-suite and entered to wash her clients fluids from her face. There was a time—when she had first gotten into the escort service—that the sight of her semen-covered face in the mirror threatened to precipitate an existential crisis of sorts. Was this really what she wanted? Could she not find something better than to act as a canvas for a man's sperm and desire? But with time—and a soothing procession of tidy sums of cash—she had grown into the role, and in many respects she quite enjoyed her employment now, not to mention the life-style which it afforded her. True, her hours were unpredictable and she could have had more time to herself, but it was not a bad life by any means.

The sound of running water ceased, and the brunette reappeared through the doorway. Her face was now clean and the fringes of her hair were wet where she'd washed out a few stray strands of Michael's seed. With a sultry smile she reached behind her and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Beneath, she wore a white lace thong to match the bra which they had left in her living room, its front bulging gently with shape of her soft but still sizeable cock.

"So, big boy," she teased, crawling onto the bed beside him. "What's next?"
 
When she returned to the bedroom and crawled back onto the bed, Michael grinned a bit, licking his lips. when she shed her skirt and he noticed her lovely hips barely hidden within the thong, he smiled, growling a bit with want. If she was offering to give him what he wanted than he knew just what to ask for." If you're ready for it..I want to fuck your ass next. I want to see how good it feels to be in such a tight hole.."He told her, looking over her figure, admiring the beauty she had, even the bulge that pushed on her panties.

Never did Michael expect to be in bed with a tranny while his wife was at work. He didn't think he would be the one cheating on his wife with someone like this, but the thought drove him wild, keeping his cock nice and hard as lust drove him. There was no going back now and he was ready to let his desire take control of him. Nothing hi wife could do would make this feel any better and he has yet to feel the lust of Francesca either.
 
There it was—the moment when the débutant shed all misgivings and embraced his desire for her. All-in-all, it had not taken long, and though it pleased her to see him emerge fully from his shell—for did it not show that she had done her job well?—she suddenly and rather absurdly recalled the mark of a wedding wing removed she'd seen upon his finger earlier today. Part of her pained for his wife, but it was a small and fleeting pain. She would not have been able to live in this profession if the sight of someone cheating pained her too much, and—she reminded herself—she had no guarantee that he was married. Who was to say that he was not recently divorced, and enjoying his freedom in the company of an escort?

"Mmm, I'm always ready," she cooed, and though she'd succeeded in putting him at ease, she kept up the smiling, seductive visage. "Would you like me to take off my boots? Or no?"

Rolling off the bed, she walked to the night-stand and from it produced a tube of lubrication and a box of condoms, from which she removed a strip of three and tossed them towards Michael with a playful smirk.
 
While he was still married, Michael truly thought things were going downhill for him and his wife. They rarely spent time together, she seemed to have no interest in him at all..They simply stayed because of their son and the income that came in. So in his mind this was all ok, he wanted to experience the lifestyle before he accepted it. So when Francesca slipped from the bed and handed him the condoms, Michael unwrapped one and slowly slid it over his length, licking his lips a bit in want. when his eyes met her he shook his head some to her suggestion."Leave the boots on please baby."
 
That was always a good question to ask—she'd learned from experience that many men liked the boots, and she even purposefully kept them clean, knowing that she would often wind up on all fours on her bed while wearing them. She had enough stains to clean out of her sheets on a daily basis without dragging excess dirt in from outside. By the time Michael was through with her, she might have a few more to clean, though if he came in the condom the clean-up would be a little easier.

The bin by her bed—tucked in between it and the night stand to give an air of inconspicuousness—was devoid of condoms, as it always was when new guests arrived. She kept a bag in her wardrobe into which she tossed the used contraceptives between clients, and brought it out to the trash each evening. Such fine details were often the difference between giving someone a good fuck and giving them a wholly rewarding experience, so she went to lengths to remove all traces of other men from her place of work, even if each client surely knew that there had been men before them and would be men after them.

"As you wish," she replied, smiling assuredly.
 
Michael noticed the cleanliness of her home, especially given her work and the lack of time she surely had. Whether she had other clients here or not didn't matter to him, he was just glad she was enjoying herself in some form and was willing to indulge in him despite his lack of experience with a woman like her. It wasn't surprising to know that she was a busy woman, he was sexy, she had a figure and personality to die for. The only difference was unlike other women, normal women, she had a little extra down below that he was sure most men wished they had.

So with her agreeing to his desires, Michael licked his lips and pulled her over him, taking in some short breaths."Is there a position you prefer when you're getting fucked?"He asked, wanting her pleasure from this to be as intense as his own. And what better way to do that than indulge in her favorite position.
 
The long tresses of her chocolate hair fell over his shoulders, brushing his naked chest, and her thighs were soft and smooth upon his own as she was pulled into a straddling position. She had to admit to herself that Michael kept himself in good shape, and her eyes ran over his torso before returning to his face.

"Mmm, take me from behind, baby," she cooed, smiling down at him and taking a moment to toss her lengthy locks behind her head, her voluptuous breasts jiggling gently before his eyes as she did. Her boots pressed into the bed—as did her knees—crumpling the sheets around them. "Maybe I should lose these first?" she teased, fingering the strap of her lace thong with a thumb, smirking as she ground her behind down upon him.
 
Michael shivered slightly when he felt her now silky locks running across his exposed flesh, his hands resting on her waist while she lay over him. He rubbed his legs against her own, enjoying the flesh on flesh touching, his body heating up more and more.

When she wanted it from behind, Mike nodded as he moved away a bit and onto his knees. Once ready he waited for her to relinquish her thong and fully expose herself. He smirked a bit, licking his lips as he curled his fingers around the back of her thong."Should I help you? or should I let you do it yourself?"He asked, his cock hard and eager to go. While he was getting a bit more confident he was still being corteous to her, letitng things go at the pace she wanted.
 
"Please. All the help I need is in that bottle," she smirked, nodding to the tube of lube which sat upon the corner of the bed, between pillows and night stand. "You don't need too much," she added—in case he had never used lubrication before—"just a little bit on your fingertip for me, and enough to cover you." The smirk returned as she nodded towards his manhood, and she had to admit that she was a little impressed that he was ready to go so soon. Evidently, his penis was as eager as he was to make the most of their time together.

Even as she spoke, Francesca was gently swaying her hips, her thumbs hooking inside the straps of her thong and pushing them down her waist. She turned her hips slightly and pressed her thighs together as the lingerie came down, but the teasing couldn't last, and as she had to slide the thong off over her boots she rolled onto her butt. Between her thighs her womanhood fell into view, and though her uncircumcised member was only semi-erect, it was still apparent that the escort was well-endowed. Once erect, she would be a full seven and a half inches, and once she had relieved herself of her panties and tossed them aside, she cast a devilish glance in Mike's direction, and clambered onto all fours, her semi-rigid cock hanging between her legs.
 
While she was busy stripping out of her thong, Mike watched the show and gave his lips a long hungry lick. The way she moved and teased him with the shake of her hips and the slow removal of her panties made him hotter, his cock pulsing and twitching within the condom. slowly he poured a bit into his hand, rubbing it over his cock with a soft moan, enjoying the soothing sensation it gave him. When he was finished and she moved onto all fours, he opened her ass a bit and rubbed some lube over that tight, puckered hole.

He had to admit that she did have a decent siezed cock, the look of the skin covering most of the tip made him stare, unable to understand why this turned him on so much. But with a sigh he moved in, prodding his cock against her ass, letting her feel him push before he smiled."Alright, you ready baby?"He asked, licking his lips, prodding more and more before pushing the head in, groaning until it popped in, pushing her nerved line walls open.
 
Francesca cooed playfully as the cool lubricant graced her tight entrance, waving her hips slowly from side to side in a manner most seductive. She enjoyed the sensation, and felt more blood rush to her feminine member. "Mmm... yes, put it in me, Michael," she purred, easing herself back against him, and after a brief build-up of pressure he slipped inside her. Her anus spread and stretched around his girth and the escort groaned as her walls gripped his cock. Still further it sank inside of her as she pushed back to meet his advances, her breath growing heavier.

"Oh yeah, Michael..." she sighed, her toes curling within the leather boots upon her feet, her gently curving hourglass figure at Michael's pleasure to behold. Her long, chocolate tresses fell over one shoulder, and across the small of her back the tattoo evident in her advert's pictures read La bella è vita. Again her hips swayed lightly from side to side, the walls of her tight passage massaging Mike's lubricated cock.
 
When he head went in, the rest of his cock slithered in with ease, her tight walls working him, squeezing his member as each inch sunk into her tight hole. Mike kept moving forward until he felt his balls touch her own, a quiver slapping his body as the sensation of her ass around him being more than he could ever imagine. And hearing her groan only made him smile, finding himself happy that his cock was enough to make her moan, whether it was more of a sigh or a light moan.

His hands never left her sides as he pulled her to him, his hips beginning to thrust,, figuring she was ready to go without waiting, given she had done this before."Ohh fuck..So tight..God yes..anal sex is soo fucking good.."He admitted, the increased tightness being even better than taking a real pussy."R-rock your hips with me.."
 
Francesca groaned again as Michael began to fuck her. As often as she had had men inside her, it still took a moment for her ass to stretch to accommodate him, but the lubrication did its job. His shaft slid easily within her tight passage, her walls hugging him firmly as he pushed his hips forward, delving into the warmth of her behind's embrace, and at his command she began to push back against him. Her breathing was heavy as she met his thrusts and took the length of his stiff cock inside her; her smooth buttocks brushed the flesh at his hips and beneath his stomach.

"Nnngh, yes... fuck me, baby," she moaned. "Do you like it?" She knew he liked it, but then half the things we say in bed are either obvious, or call for obvious answers. She wanted to hear him say it, or—more accurately—she wanted him to hear himself say it, to reinforce his own enjoyment. In business, they say that the customer is always right; with Francesca, the customer was always happy.
 
Before long he found his rhythm with deep rough thrusts, loving t slow so he could feel each inch stretch her and squeeze him at the same time. So once he was set he leaned over her, pressing his body to her back. Each thrust sent a lewd slap echoing through the room, his hands resting on each side of her on the bed."Mmm Yes I am baby..It feels so good..so tight.."He praised, a hand hesitantly reaching around her. At this point he was unconsciously working, his hand taking hold of her cock, stroking the semi erect cock between her legs."Mmm I love it..but we need..t-to give you some attention to.." He assured her as his thrusts smacked his sack against hers.
 
"Mmmph.. oh yes, baby... Mmmm, so good..."

Francesca bucked her hips, moaning and giving Michael everything he wanted: her tight ass, and the sights and sounds of her pleasure. If she wasn't as into it as he was, one could scarcely tell from the way she responded to his thrusts. Her back arched beneath him as she pushed back, feeling his length sink deep within her, over and over again, her breath coming heavily through her nostrils, sandwiched and punctuated by moans.

Her cock was warm in his hand, and as he fucked her and stroked her he felt it grow harder, until she was fully erect. "Mmm, yes baby... so good," she cooed. Michael barely had to stroke her at all, for the bucking of her hips made her cock slide in his hand, her foreskin peeling back away from its pinkish-purplish head.
 
The sounds of her luscious voice, that lovely, enticing voice drove him wild. His cock pulse, his body trembled as her words shook him with lust. Each thrut drove him deeper, making his body slam into her now as the slaps grew louder when their bodies met He was truly enjoying himself, loving how her ass took him and his cock throbbed in his hand. It felt so warm, so hot as he stroked her, letting their movements pump her cock in his hand."Mmm baby your cock is nice and hard..It loves the attention huh?"He teased with a smirk, licking her neck, eager to hear her moan, to her her sounds of delight.
 
Francesca laughed softly, and the sound shuddered with the force of his body impacting on hers, his stomach flattening her round buttocks as the two collided. "Nnngh, yes it does... do you like it too? Oh... yes..."

One booted foot raised from the bed, and with it she caressed the outside of Michael's thigh; her back was hot and smooth against his chest as two bodies bucked in unison. Her cock twitched in his hand, stiff and warm, though her shaft was smooth as it slid in his grasp. The longer they fucked, the more a light sheen of sweat began to glisten on her skin, and she reached back with one hand to grip his thrusting ass, her nails digging into the soft flesh. She focused her mind on the sensations in her rigid member though, knowing he'd want to make her cum, knowing that it would bring him pleasure to know he'd pleasured her.

"Mmmph... fuck, baby," she moaned loudly and encouragingly. "That feels so good..."
 
Each coo and cry of pleasure as his cock rammed her ass was pleasant music to his ears. The way her cock throbbed in his hand as he stroked her made him hotter, pleased to see she was enjoying the treatment to both of her lower parts. "Mmm so good baby..your ass is working me good..I'm not sure..I'll last much longer.."

while his warning did give her a heads up, he didn't need to really worry since he had a condom on, meaning none of it would pump into her hole, making clean up easier for everyone. With that worry fading from both of their minds, Michael thrut rapidly, letting him open her open more frequently. Francesca's gripping of his ass sent rough shivers down his spine, loving how she held onto his ass, letting him push deep inside her."Mmm baby move with me..I can feel your cock throbbing..are you getting close?" He asked, wanting to feel the pulse of her cock, the twitch of her shaft as she unloaded her hot cream for him.
 
Breathy, carnal moans sang to the rhythm of two hot, sweaty bodies slapping against each other, Francesca's hips undulating beneath Michael's toned body, pressing her ass back to meet his thrusts as he drove his rigid cock into her again and again, and in his hand her member twitched and throbbed, pulsing with a growing, strengthening sensation of pleasure.

"Mmmph... yes... don't stop baby, I'm gonna cum," she whined, thrusting back against him yet more enthusiastically, her stiff cock fucking his hand as she did, and again her toes curled in her boots. She bit her lip and groaned and her fingers curled through the bedsheets, gripping them as Michael's thrusting shaft and hand sent her towards the ecstasy of orgasm. She whined highly once more and her mouth gaped, tight, pleasured sighs issuing forth.

"Oh fuck, baby... I'm going to cum... nnnngh, I'm cumming, fuck—aaaah..."

Her cock twitched and pulsed in his hand—her balls tightening—and as she released that tell-tale moan, it twitched again and sent an arcing rope of semen out across the bedsheets beneath, followed quickly by another, and another as Michael's rigid member careered into her again and again. Her ass tightened too as she came, her walls closing tightly around his shaft, gripping it as it plunged into her asshole again and again.
 
Those slaps drove him to ram his stiff rod deeper into her tight canal. It drove him to push her to her limits, to bring the transsexual ti her limit so they could both experience a mind blowing orgasm. And with the way her own marble length pulse he knew she was close, his not to far off either.

When she begged him not to stop and warned him, Michael smiled a bit, licking his lips as he smacked her ass softly, letting her feel the warmth of his hand lightly sting her ass and leave a slight red mark on her rear left cheek. When her own hips slammed into him, plunging him even deeper, Michael watched as she practically fucked his hand, slowly moving his hand as well t further push her past her limit.

As Francesca finally came, he jerked her cock hard, milking her through her climax as it rattked her voluptuous form. He could even feel it as her ass squeezed him with an intensity he never felt before. That intensity alone gave him the final push of pleasure he needed, that final shock to bring him to orgasm."O-Oh god M-Me too Francesca..I-I'm cumming!!"He groaned, giving out long rough grunts as each stream of his seed burst from him, slowly filling the condom, his orgasm fading after a good minute. When he was done, his legs were too weak for him to pull out, imply leaving himself lodged inside her ass.
 
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