A Lisbon Escort Gave Me the Best Night Ever.

I love feet. And breasts. Naturally, I love all of Portugal, especially Lisbon. The food, the art and architecture, the beaches, and the voluptuous parade of delicious women who wear no shoes and bikinis so small it’s impossible to understand how those huge titties defy all gravity. D cups bounce around everywhere with abandon, balanced by hips so tight you can’t help but stare while they shake their gorgeously tanned asses at fireside beach parties.

Finding an astonishing Lisbon escort is easy, and the most secure and private site to go to is Portal Privado. My mates and I went to the beautiful city of Lisbon for a holiday and desired some serious companionship to satisfy our wildest fetishes. The site made it easy to make a simple phone call and find a devastatingly sexy escort in Lisbon.

I called Geovana immediately when I saw her stunning picture on the site. Her skin sheened the color of milk chocolate, and her straight black hair cascaded down onto her massive breasts. We met at a café, and her smile made me feel like a million euros. She spoke Spanish with a very sweet accent and a quick tongue, always licking her lips delicately like she was hungry for me. I knew just enough Spanish to tell her my Lisbon escort dreams. She knew just enough English to make my dreams come true.

I told her what I wanted, and she listened to me with her yearning brown eyes and slender, always smiling lips. I wanted her to oil me up and let me fuck those beautiful brown breasts. I wanted her to put her cute little feet all over me and use them like hands to stroke my dick until I came. She agreed, and we checked into a beautifully ancient hotel overlooking the Tejo river.

Geovana wasted no time and pushed me onto the bed. She stripped, very slowly, moving her hips from side to side while giving me quick flirty glances at her perfectly round and luscious ass. She took her time, flashing me little bits of her tits, teasing me of what was to come. She slipped her sheer dress off her shoulders and let it fall around her ankles. She wore no panties or bra, of course, and her curvy chocolate body looked like a rich piece of sugary cake I couldn’t wait to eat.

She unbuttoned my shirt and threw it across the room like it was useless. Then she undid the zipper and button of my pants with her teeth, and watched my erection grow while she smiled mischievously and poured oil all over her chest.

She rubbed the oil into a warm river between her tits and laid on her back. She told me to climb on top of her as she grabbed my cock and pulled it toward her face. She pulled my swollen tip into her smiling lips. She grabbed my hips and pushed me into her mouth again and again. Geovana told me in a hot accent that made it impossible not to obey, “Fuck my titties now.”
And I did. She grabbed her huge size Ds and pressed them around my dick. I dove into the hot tunnel of oil between her tits. I played with her tight little nipples and pressed hard on her oily tits. Each time my throbbing erection pushed near her mouth she reached out with her tongue and licked the tip with a smile.

I nearly came and had to stop her from sucking on me. I didn’t want to cum yet and needed to fulfill my other fetish. Her feet. They were cute and brown and unpainted. Her perfectly manicured little toes looked like chewable Spanish nuggets.

She lightly oiled her feet with delicious smelling coconut oil, and rubbed them on my chest, and then my face and mouth, and then my cock. Geovana wrapped her sexy little toes around my penis and began rolling it between her feet. She knew how to use her feet just like hands, and slowly worked my shaft until I was so hard I could barely breathe. She pressed and squeezed with just the right amount of force, as if she knew exactly what I could handle. One foot held my cock in place while the other stroked up and down until both feet met at my tip so her toes could play with my swollen hood until it burst. She massaged my cum into my shaft and kept me orgasming for several minutes. I writhed in absolute pleasure and she didn’t stop until I begged her in Spanish.

Fortunately, my Spanish was terrible.