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Jenna could not think she was really doing this. A male she 'd satisfied online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort called Stefan.

Jenna imagined his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been lighthearted and flirtatious, however Jenna understood that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of methods.

As the aircraft touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After looking into the resort and dropping her bags off in her beautiful cottage, she heard a knock at the door.

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, good-looking guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual however effective position, providing Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hey Stefan, come on in. It's great to lastly satisfy you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.

Stefan strolled in and started to walk around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that controlled the master bedroom. Jenna could feel her heart beat quicken as she saw him roam confidently around her short-lived home.

"I hope it's to your taste. I truly desired everything to be best for us," she stammered, playing with her hair as she spoke.

Stefan turned to face her and reached out his hand, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than best, Jenna. I can currently tell that our time here will be unbelievable," he stated, his voice relaxing and deep.

Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper and beverages on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation streamed easily, both sharing experiences and stories, as they laughed and enjoyed each other's business. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun lastly disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a radiant moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she grasped his hand, she felt a thrill of enjoyment as his fingers linked with hers.

"Let's take a walk along the beach," he suggested with a warm smile.

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered together along the coastline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, offering the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally examined at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

After a while, the pair found themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan paused, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.

"Are you prepared?" he asked, his voice hardly above a whisper.

Jenna took a deep breath, her body hurting for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire this," she replied, her voice trembling with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the inflammation of a lover, and not with the voracity that typically dominated these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified yearnings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, valuing Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They quickly fell into a rhythm of expedition and pleasure, their shared needs heightening as the night extended on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly guided Jenna through a labyrinth of pleasure, taking her to heights she had never ever experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, fueled by the intoxicating combination of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.

As the very first light of day began to sneak into the space, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna knew that the sun would rise on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained exploration.

And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a pointer of what could take place when you took an opportunity on something unidentified, just to discover the supreme satisfaction that life had to provide.

Jenna felt her destination for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence between them.

With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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