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11-07-2025, 04:24 AM
It was a grueling day, and by the time I clocked out, I was beat but craving something to lift my spirits. Scrolling through an agency escort app, I found Mimika—a 22-year-old Japanese goddess with short, sexy hair and a D-cup bust that hit all my buttons. Her vibe screamed my type, so I booked her for a half-hour incall that night and dragged myself to her sleek apartment in a quiet part of the city, the anticipation waking me up.
When Mimika opened the door, I was done for. She was stunning—short black hair framing a face with bright, flirty eyes and a killer smile. Her D-cup breasts filled out a tight dress, and the scent of Chanel perfume hit me like a wave, sweet and intoxicating. I was half in love already. “Hi, come in,” she purred, her voice soft and inviting. I handed over the $250, and we didn’t waste a second. She pulled me into a deep French kiss, her lips soft and eager, as we stumbled toward the bed, the room lit with a warm glow from a few candles.
Things heated up fast. Mimika tugged off her dress, revealing smooth skin and those perfect D-cup breasts, her nipples already hard. She yanked off my clothes, her hands quick but playful, and we fell onto the bed, kissing everywhere. Her lips trailed down my neck, hot and teasing, while I kissed her collarbone, tasting the faint sweetness of her perfume. She moaned softly as I moved to her breasts, my tongue circling her nipples, her fingers tangling in my hair. She kissed my chest, her breath warm, then lower, grazing my stomach, making me shiver as our hands roamed, exploring every inch with hungry, desperate touches.
When we fucked, it was a wild ride. Mimika climbed on top, guiding me into her tight, slick pussy, letting out a low moan as she started to move. Her hips rocked in a slow, teasing grind, her short hair bouncing as she rode me, her D-cup breasts swaying with every thrust. I grabbed her hips, pulling her down harder, the wet slap of our bodies filling the room. She whispered, “Keep going,” and we switched positions like we couldn’t get enough—her on her back, legs spread, me pounding deep as she gasped, nails digging into my arms. Then doggy, her ass up, hair swinging as I slammed into her, her moans sharp and needy. We flipped to missionary again, her eyes locked on mine, until I finally came inside her, the release hitting like a fucking freight train, raw and intense.
I collapsed beside her, panting, sweat slick on my skin, heart racing. Mimika giggled, her cheeks flushed, brushing her short hair back with a playful grin. After a quick shower, I left her apartment, her flirty wave burned into my brain. Mimika had turned a shitty day into a goddamn unforgettable night, and I was already counting the hours until I could see her again.
Website : https://www.escortsandbabes.com.au/Profile/SA/Adelaide/Independent/Mimika/
Telegram Channel : https://t.me/tsukimiyaofficial
When Mimika opened the door, I was done for. She was stunning—short black hair framing a face with bright, flirty eyes and a killer smile. Her D-cup breasts filled out a tight dress, and the scent of Chanel perfume hit me like a wave, sweet and intoxicating. I was half in love already. “Hi, come in,” she purred, her voice soft and inviting. I handed over the $250, and we didn’t waste a second. She pulled me into a deep French kiss, her lips soft and eager, as we stumbled toward the bed, the room lit with a warm glow from a few candles.
Things heated up fast. Mimika tugged off her dress, revealing smooth skin and those perfect D-cup breasts, her nipples already hard. She yanked off my clothes, her hands quick but playful, and we fell onto the bed, kissing everywhere. Her lips trailed down my neck, hot and teasing, while I kissed her collarbone, tasting the faint sweetness of her perfume. She moaned softly as I moved to her breasts, my tongue circling her nipples, her fingers tangling in my hair. She kissed my chest, her breath warm, then lower, grazing my stomach, making me shiver as our hands roamed, exploring every inch with hungry, desperate touches.
When we fucked, it was a wild ride. Mimika climbed on top, guiding me into her tight, slick pussy, letting out a low moan as she started to move. Her hips rocked in a slow, teasing grind, her short hair bouncing as she rode me, her D-cup breasts swaying with every thrust. I grabbed her hips, pulling her down harder, the wet slap of our bodies filling the room. She whispered, “Keep going,” and we switched positions like we couldn’t get enough—her on her back, legs spread, me pounding deep as she gasped, nails digging into my arms. Then doggy, her ass up, hair swinging as I slammed into her, her moans sharp and needy. We flipped to missionary again, her eyes locked on mine, until I finally came inside her, the release hitting like a fucking freight train, raw and intense.
I collapsed beside her, panting, sweat slick on my skin, heart racing. Mimika giggled, her cheeks flushed, brushing her short hair back with a playful grin. After a quick shower, I left her apartment, her flirty wave burned into my brain. Mimika had turned a shitty day into a goddamn unforgettable night, and I was already counting the hours until I could see her again.
Website : https://www.escortsandbabes.com.au/Profile/SA/Adelaide/Independent/Mimika/
Telegram Channel : https://t.me/tsukimiyaofficial