She’s in the black limousine. Behind. The snowflakes are dancing in the winter landscape. The luxurious E-Class sedan slowly but surely glides down the serpentines towards Ticino. They will soon reach the spacious entrance of the hotel “Eden Roc”, a garden of Eden, hotspot of the rich and beautiful ones. Grace already becomes restless at the thought of inhaling a day of sex. She looks in the rear-view mirror at the face of the good-looking chauffeur and instantly falls into the fantasy of seducing this man. Longing for redemption, she feels the heat rising in her lap, a hand involuntarily moving between her slim thighs. Stop!
“Madame?”, the butler interrupts her fantasy and opens the door for Grace. The red soles of the Louboutin overknees made of black nappa leather, which she has recently shoped in London, touch the floor, her perfectly formed body is wrapped in a sheath dress made of black, precious cashmere. Wow! She suddenly feels naked and exposed, squints at the butler over her sunglasses, smiles coquettishly and nods. On the short walk over the red carpet, through the icy cold, she shivers. Her nipples become hard, the delicate lace of her precious silk lingerie cannot conceal her excitement. Grace feels the butler watching her and literally undressing her with his eyes. A couple is sitting in the subdued light of the foyer. Grace again feels the gaze of the man who simply does not want to let go of her. Instinctively she slows down her walk, just for him, she plays the game – no, she controls it. Thereby she turns a little bit to present her firm butt. “Room seven-zero-three, Madame”, explains the receptionist. A princely suite conjures up a spontaneous smile on her well-formed, juicy lips. She loves this self-evident generosity, that little bit “too much of a good thing”. The fireplace opposite the huge double bed, which is covered with fine Tussah silk, underlines the charm of this magnificent chalet. Fantastic!
Contentedly Grace frees herself from her gloves, slowly begins to unzip her dress, looks at her breasts in the mirror as she takes off her bra. In her fantasy she already feels the tongue of the strange lover on her nipples. Already at the thought of it, they straighten up hard…accompanied by a soft moaning and trembling of her body. For the first time she will meet her lover outside the hotel, on the slopes. She catches herself thinking that he can now let his gaze wander from the playground of the bed over her sun kissed body, watching her undress. Bare naked, her silhouette stands in front of the fireplace and looks out of the window into the picture-book snowy landscape. It’s time to transform into the sporty Grace. The simple design of the tight Bogner ski suit makes her natural beauty shine all the more brightly.
A SKIING AREA OF DESIRE
The shuttle bus drops her off in front of the Sonnenberg gondola of the Bosco Gurin ski area. At the moment, the skiers’ attention is focused on Grace. Nothing she hasn’t already seen. She spots her lover, Maximilian, on the lower part of the ski slope. A slight tingling sensation runs through her body, this man radiates something special, that certain something: a stately beauty that makes a little desire flare up even before the first touch.
His steel-blue eyes pierce Graces’ eyes; instantly, the feeling that the icy cold around her begins to melt. Almost against her will, she puts a hand around Maximilian’s neck and kisses him demandingly on the mouth. For a second she searches for his with her tongue. She reflects. The unrestraint and her flaming passion will have to wait. Her lips slowly let go of his, her gaze directed into his grey-blue eyes. His silver hair shines in the sun, Grace would have loved to take him to her chalet room and let him fuck her uninhibitedly. Maximilian smiles as if he had understood and gets on his skis. “I have a surprise for you.”
They stand in silence in the gondola, his hand glides over her bottom, grabs firmly for a moment, Grace opens her mouth a little and moans inaudibly, he pulls her closer to him, her knees tremble slightly with pleasure. “What do you have for me, dearest?” she whispers, her sensual mouth close to his face. For a moment her hand skims over his cock under the tight ski pants.
A SMALL HUT OFF-PISTE
Maximilian elegantly pulls his turns through the snow while Grace watches his perfect body. Captivated by the sight of him, she stands there for a moment as if she was spellbound, “wait!” she calls after him longingly.
A small hut off-piste appears, Grace has the feeling of being the untouched snow herself being ploughed through by Maximilian. The surprise is a success, a huge bed stands invitingly in front of the open fireplace, the room radiates an overwhelming romance. Maximilian throws her onto the bed, certainly but tenderly, and begins to take off her ski boots. His gaze wanders along her body, a hand goes under her black Beverly jacket with fur trimming up to her firm breasts … finds her nipples. Grace drops her head back humbly.
She sits up and pulls Maximilian up a little towards her, grabs his hard cock through her pants and begins to caress it. He throws her back on the bed and gets up. Hastily he opens his pants, doesn’t pull Graces’ ski pants off her ass any further than necessary and throws her around. Grace moans and immediately gets down on her knees. She has understood. At the sight of her willing flip side, his cock begins to twitch ecstatically. Almost dizzy with desire, Maximilian looks for her already wet pussy. Grace feels the huge cock penetrate her with a violent push and cries out with relish. She presses her ass firmly against his hot loins. For a moment they remain calm, Grace enjoys the feeling of his cock, which is stuck up to the stop in her hot pussy. Max grabs her ass firmly with both hands, spreads her buttocks wide apart and enjoys the sight. “Take what you want! Go on!” she says greedily in a soft moaning voice. Maximilian runs one hand over her sweaty back and presses her head firmly into the pillow to show off her perfect ass even better. He has the feeling of losing control, with every push into her swollen ass, he penetrates her deeper and deeper. Grace moans loudly with every movement. A bit disoriented, he can’t tell how often she has come – once, twice? His explosion announces itself, he reaches for her blonde hair and pulls her towards him to wrest control of this moment from her. Grace feels his cock twitching in her wet cave, his juice pulsatingly flowing into her again and again.
BREATHLESS! Satisfied, Grace lets herself fall onto the bed, which feels like heaven, while her attention is focused on the fireplace. A little out of breath she suspects that her fire would also be rekindled in the next moment. She had waited too long for this moment and is literally greedy for her love toy. Now a little more gently, yet tirelessly, she stretches her bottom towards Max, feeling his still hard phallus bumping against her willig ass. This is what she wants now. Grace is more relaxed after the first explosion, but still not at all satisfied. She wants him back inside her, she wants more. But this time in a different way … She reaches behind him and guides his still wet cock to the right place, strokes the wet glans a few times and slowly presses herself against her lover. He penetrates her ass, gets so hard again in an instant that Grace moans loudly. “Come deep inside me” she begs, filled with him, completely at his mercy. Maximilian feels this heat, this other, special feeling to fuck her from behind, and enjoys the tightness of her excited snatch with slow movements. He turns her on her stomach without slipping out of her and holds her wrists as if they were tied to the bed. His movements become more determined, then he lets go and looks for her breasts. His body holds her captive, he feels the desire to squirt his juice deep into her ass.
Maximilian releases his firm grip from her breasts, lets go of her and turns on his back. Grace turns to him, looks down at him, at the sight of his still lustfully twitching cock she cannot resist. “Let’s see if that’s all there is to it,” she whispers willingly. She climbs over him, sits with her pussy almost in his face. Then she slowly lets his best part disappear completely and deep in her mouth. Maximilian moans softly – he hadn’t expected that. Grace turns around and looks up at him, looks him gratefully and submissively in the eyes, while his cock disappears deep into her throat. With her tongue she plays lightly on his balls. He wouldn’t have thought it was possible, but this woman brings it to a climax for a third time, leaving it deep in her mouth, lustfully swallowing his last juice. Squeezed…! She keeps it in her throat until the trembling stops, this demanding pulsation, and indeed, Maximilian wishes it had no end.
Finally, she lets him slowly slide out of her mouth, her eyes still lustingly fixed on his. Maximilian lets himself fall, closes his eyes and moans. Grace understands this as a gesture of gratitude, stands up elegantly and gracefully from the rumpled playground and looks towards the bathroom. Maximilian lets his gaze rest on her behind as she walks around the bed with emphasis and slowly. With a frivolous look at him, she leaves him behind and quietly closes the door.
(Author: Deluxe Excellent Escort Grace from Düsseldorf)