If any of you haven't read part 1, read that before this.
I woke up in her room with a headache due to a past night hangover. I had a glimpse of the night and sensed great energy due to good fuck. I looked beside. There she was. Alcohol filled my mind at night, so I haven't even looked at her better. When I woke up, I looked at her body covered by sheets. She was a milky white girl. Her age would be within 27 or 29. I was amazed by her beauty. As an artist, I was occupied with the thought of Titanic painting scene but me as Leonardo DiCaprio and she as Kate Winslet.
She had all the assets ideally, just like Kare Winslet in Titanic. But she was a bit dusky, which I thought maybe due to tanning. She was asleep. So, I went to the open door and found a milk packet and newspaper. I took it and came in. When I looked at the milk packet, her boobs crossed my mind. She has tender but quite large boobs. Not so big like Ava Addams but like that of AJApplegate or Karlee grey. I pushed myself out of her boobs dreams and went to the kitchen.
It looked like a wholly organised place but with fewer groceries. I guessed it might be due to the month's end. I turned on the gas stove and boiled milk, and then began to make coffee. I always believe coffee could detox the hangover effect. I took two cups and filled them with coffee, then took them to the bedroom. She was still asleep. I wanted to play with her. I removed sheets covering her, graced my fingers from her toe to thigh, and then took a sip of coffee.
After a sip, she kissed over her pussy and near clit, which pumped her. Then with a tongue made a road to mouth through boobs. Her milk packet looked more significant than I found at the door and played little with her nipples. By then, she was moaning, and I took another sip, and without swallowing, I kissed her and gave her some of the coffee with some saliva. She woke and looked at me. Her eyes looked like she was shocked. I took another cup near her nose and let the aroma. She raised spontaneously from bed and looked at me. I gave her the coffee. With a glimpse of confusion in her eyes, she took it and drank. I began to talk, "Good morning, thank you for giving me company last night. It changed my mood. Last night I didn't look at you clearly but looking at your amazing beauty now, I am thinking about why you became a call girl? You look like a good person..." before finishing it.
She spat coffee in shock and looked at me, and said, "I am not a call girl since last night. You may be right. I am a good person with a horrible past."
By hearing that, it kindled me to know more. I asked, "so you are new".
She said, "No, that's not my job. I just did that since I needed some money."
Again I got thrilled to know more. "Sorry to ask, but can I know why?"
She began to talk, "I am amazed by your activities. If it is someone else, I don't know whether I could have been saying this or not. If you want to know my need, you need to know my past. It will take Some time, if it's okay, I will say". She looked at me.