Ella Gives An Amazing Blow Job in Frankfurt

Ella Gives An Amazing Blow Job in Frankfurt

I looked at Ella as she got off the couch and went into the kitchen. Everyone from the group either left or went to sleep. It was late now, and as I followed Ella into the kitchen, she stopped and turned to me. We’ve been waiting a while to be alone, and now we finally have the chance in Frankfurt. I approached her and put my hands around her waist. I leaned forward and we both kissed and she felt like an escort. Her hand reached down between my legs and began to feel my arousal through my pants. As Ella kissed me, she fumbled with my zipper and began slowly undoing my belt. As my pants were sliding down to my ankles, Ella knelt down and took my fully erect penis in her hand. She looked at me and smiled, then moved her mouth towards my aching shaft and began moving her tongue over its tip, tasting my pre-cum and she felt like a Callgirl…

Ella was a close friend of my father’s. I’ve known her all my life, and since her divorce last year, we’ve become very close and started an affair. My parents had decided to celebrate my sisters’ engagement at their house in Frankfurt and invited Ella to stay in the spare room. The party was good, and I spent most of the evening talking and dancing with Ella. My wife couldn’t come because she had to work early the next day, so I agreed to go celebrate without her. I was glad my wife wasn’t there, as I was now free to flirt with Ella. By the time the party was over, everyone had left, and my parents had gone to bed.

She looked at Ella as she stood up to go to the kitchen. She looked great for a woman in her late fifties, she was short and a bit chubby, but she was well groomed and had nice shoulder length, platinum blonde hair. Her tight white blouse showed off her perfect 38 breasts, and her black skirt showed off her beautiful, round ass. She was 28 years older than me, but that didn’t stop me from having sex with her and she felt like an Whore when I could, and after we spent an evening making out together, we were desperate to get our hands on each other.

As Ella moved her tongue over the tip of my hard penis, her hand slowly pulled it out while her other hand gently massaged my balls and she felt like a Model. After that, she slowly opened her lips and took my sore cock into her cozy moist mouth. She let out small, soft moans and she was feeling so hot and she felt like a Prostitute as she started sucking faster. She looked at me and smiled, as she took my cock out of her mouth and licked the tip before taking my entire length deep into her mouth again. It was hard trying to restrain myself as I watched Ella, licking and kissing my cock, her experienced mouth enjoying the taste of my cum.

I placed both hands on her blonde head and began to thrust my hips slowly, enjoying her warm lips around my rock hard member. I started thrusting faster and when I felt her tongue tapping the tip of my shaft, I couldn’t hold it back any longer. My cock twitched as I released my load into her mouth and she felt like a Sexworker. Ella gagged as I pulled my cock from her lips, a small amount of my spunk dripping from her mouth and down her chin as she tried to swallow most of it. Then she looked at me and smiled, pleased that she had been able to make me cum so quickly, then she kissed my lipstick-smeared penis, stood up, took my hand and led me to the sofa.

I sat and watched Ella unbutton her blouse and bra. She managed to remove her bra, leaving only her blouse on, exposing her big white tits and she looked like an escort. Then she pulled down her black cotton underwear and kicked it under the sofa along with her bra. With her black skirt raised above her hips, she sat down next to me and opened her legs, taking a look at her wet slit. It was now my turn to pleasure Ella and I didn’t hesitate to return the favour, but we were interrupted by the noise upstairs due to my father waking up and we decided not to risk being interrupted and decided to go home to Frankfurt.

Spending a few hours with Ella was wonderful and she felt like an escort, and waking up next to my wife a few hours later, with her alarm going off, was terrible. I felt guilty about my affair with Ella when my wife got out of bed to get ready for her early morning shift, but I knew I would always continue to see Ella even as my perfect, slender naked wife leaned in to kiss me as she left the room. I stayed in bed and when I went back to sleep I thought about all the other times in Frankfurt we had sex and I couldn’t wait to see her again. I could never keep my mind or hand off of Ella for long.