Smiling to herself, she dug out her cell-phone from her bag, and scrolled through the numbers to find the name of her best friend. Giggling, Jilly replied “The main man, the Chief Exec….”
Astonished, Eileen said “No, surely not, not…”
“YES!” interrupted Jilly, “The President! ass porn She sensed his body stiffening, and she could feel the throb of the blood coursing through his rigid manhood. She pursed her lips together, and slowly ran them over the head of the cock, taking it into her mouth briefly, and then letting it slip out. Jilly became a firm favourite with several Ambassadors at the various Embassies around London. She became, very quickly, a much requested escort – she was well spoken, well educated, discreet and very eager, and very able, to please. Her client was sitting in his office chair in front of her, the beaming light behind him and his ornate chair giving him a halo, an aura almost of godliness. She looked back up at her client and smiled, giving him just the hint of a wink from the corner of her eye.
