Domination Anal Pleasure with Hot East European Call Girl

The East European escort kicked him to the floor. He could still taste the sweet flavour of her pussy. Her feminine juices coated his chin, sticky and aromatic. Cowering on the floor beneath her stern gaze and the toe of her thigh-high boot, he risked licking her cum from his chin. His eyelids flickered from the erotic hit. Zara sneered at him and pushed him flat to the floor with her foot. The dominatrix escort towered above him wearing nothing but those shiny black boots with their cruel heel. 'One orgasm is never enough,' she said, 'You have to work harder.' 'Yes, Mistress,' he stammered, 'I am at your command.' The East European escort kicked his legs apart and placed herself between his open thighs. He trembled with fear and desire at the knowledge of how close those vicious boots were to his cock and balls. His hard dick strained towards the ceiling. Zara took a step closer. The cold patent leather of her boot pressed insistently against his swollen balls. She looked down at him - she was magnificent! Her tall and curvaceous body was so firm and so supple. She had long dark hair which framed a beautiful face. It would all be his if obeyed her command. 'Don't move,' she said. The East European escort walked away. He watched her incredible ass move, the perfectly round cheeks lifting with each step, the flesh wobbling ever so slightly. Zara returned with a bottle of lube, her pert breasts jiggling with each firm clip of her boots on the hard floor. She threw the bottle at him and he caught it. 'You moved,' she said and kicked him in reproach. He whimpered and resolved to do better - to be more worthy. 'Lube up that pathetic dick of yours,' she said. He obeyed, rubbing the slippery fluid over his hard cock, reminding himself that he must not masturbate. The anal escort walked along the length of his body. Each step only just missed impaling him with a dagger like heel. The sexy East European escort squatted over his face. Her asshole and pussy were fully exposed to him and her scent was strong in his nostrils. 'Now do me,' she said. Again, he obeyed, working the lube around her asshole. When she was satisfied, Zara stood up and walked down his body once again. The sexy young escort squatted above his dick. Her incredible body was fully exposed for his hungry eyes. 'You are not allowed to come,' she said. He clenched his fists and resolved to obey. Zara grasped his cock and lowered her asshole on to it. She bounced on those cruel heels, gradually opening that tight hole to him until finally he slid inside her ass. With an audible sigh, the London escort filled her tight hole with his hard dick. The East European escort reached for his nipples and twisted them hard as she thrust her curvaceous hips. Her ass was so tight, so slippery, so hot. He groaned, fighting the urge to come, hoping that he wouldn't shame himself. Zara grabbed his hand and pressed his finger against her hard clit. He rubbed it and was rewarded with a deep moan from the dominatrix escort. She flung her head back and her body began to shudder. With a shock he realised that his body was responding, all of his control had melted away. His eyes went wide, hoping that somehow his Mistress wouldn't notice, that he could hide the climax that thumped through his body. Zara shook. Her eyes were closed and her nails clawed at his chest. With a final loud cry, she went still and slowly her eyes opened. He dared not move. The most incredible orgasm of his life still flooded his senses but he didn't want her to know. A look of disgust came over the East European escort's beautiful face. 'You are pathetic,' she said and slapped him hard across the cheek.