Jayne Middlemiss Wish You Were Here

Jayne Middlemiss Wish You Were Here

It had been months since the last time Jayne Middlemiss had felt the warmth of a man’s body. She had spent those lonely months dreaming of the type of passionate night she wanted to experience. When finally, she found herself with a weekend that had no responsibilities, she knew it was the perfect moment to fulfill her dream.

So, she dialed up her favorite escort service and requested their finest gentleman. She knew exactly what type of man she wanted. He had to be tall and muscular with a firm body that she could feel pressed against hers as they made love. His hands were to be strong, his mind creative and his voice a whisper that sent shivers down her spine.

When the doorbell rang just a few minutes later Jayne opened the door with anticipation. She knew she had made the right choice when she saw the man standing before her. He was tall, muscular and exuded raw sex appeal. His hands were strong and his eyes were deep brown pools that she could drown in a million times over.

He stepped inside and smiled at her, the smile of a man who knew he was wanted. He gently took her hands in his and led her over to the couch. His movement felt like silk and his touch felt like fire as his hands caressed her body.

Jayne closed her eyes and let herself be lost in his presence. Her breathing became heavy as he kissed her neck and started to unbutton her shirt. His lips moved sensually down her chest and over her stomach. His hands moved with the same skill and mastery.

Each touch felt like a promise of the pleasure that was to come. His fingers slowly teased her nipples and she could feel her arousal growing with each movement. His hands moved lower and lower until she could feel him pressing against her.

Before she could take a single breath, he was inside her, filling her every crevice with pleasure. Every thrust felt like a wave of pleasure and she could hardly contain her desire. She felt like she was on the edge of an orgasm but he kept pushing her further and further.

Finally, she could no longer contain it and the orgasm burst forth like a fountain of pleasure. Jayne’s entire body shuddered and trembled with pleasure as the intensity of her orgasm consumed her. When she regained consciousness, she found herself wrapped in the arms of the man who had given her the pleasure.

He looked into her eyes, his own filled with desire and pleasure. They talked for hours, enjoying each other’s company and exploring each other’s bodies. When the night finally came to an end, Jayne found herself completely satisfied.

She had experienced the type of pleasure she had only dared to dream of. Jayne had found her wish and she would never forget it. Jayne Middlemiss Wish You Were Here.