Nisha- I don’t think so. At least I am not fond of those.Me- Then what do you like jaan? I mean, what are the best traits in a man when it comes to ...sex?Nisha- I just want you, jaanu.Me- That’s so sweet of you, my love. But still, I wanna know what you like.Nisha- I think whether its romance or sex, the best virtue of man is being confident. Women like men who are manly and dominant, who can command and rule.Me- Really, jaan? That seems really strange given all the popular feminist thoughts out. I pulled out the card and called the number on my mobile. After a couple of rings it was answered by a gruff, curt woman. 'Hello?' I said I had seen her advert and asked if she was available. 'Yes she's available, where are you now?' It wasn't the girl I was speaking to but someone else, maybe her 'madam' like I had met in Soho. I told her my location and she said the venue was nearby, maybe a 10 minute walk. I asked how much it would be. 'Services start from £20 for hand relief reaching up to. ”Maine fir sir naa mein hila diya aur wapas kamre mein chali gayi. Fir bathrobe hata kar main chai nashta karte hue bahar ki garden mein chali gayi. Wahan ek jhoola tha. Ussi pe baith main iss aalishaan rehen sehen ke baare mein sochne lagi.Mujhe pata tha ki mujhe aisi daulat shohrat wali zindagi hi chahiye thi bachpan se. Jaise har ladki ko chahiye hota hai. Par aaj tak na hi main aisa rutba paa saki. Aur naa hi mere kisi bhi samay ke boyfriends ka aisa rutba tha. Main man hi man khush ho rahi. I opened my mouth and let it fill and overflow, its smell and hotness thrilling me and disgusting me all at once. She moved and squatted on my face, pressing me into the sopping rug. Hot pee trickled into my ear and heated the side of my head. As she had stopped sucking me I started stroking my cock, wanking furiously until I came. It felt as though my brains were exiting my body through my cock. Such intensity I had rarely felt.She said sorry about the carpet and asked if I wanted to take her.