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Adventures Of Bob - Part Seven - Barcelona
Date: 12/26/2023, Categories: Money, Author: Vivago666
... hoped this wouldn't be the case. He had a few hours to kill before his appointment, and going out wasn't an attractive proposition, but Bob steeled himself, threw on his thick overcoat and went out to brave the elements. He was immediately pummelled by a brutally cold wind that seemed to slice through him to the bone. The rain slanted down mercilessly as he trudged towards the nearest Metro, a few hundred metres away. There was hardly anybody about on such a miserable day. Bob arrived at the Metro station called La Salut and took the Metro Line 10; a half-a-dozen stops to the station for Sagrada Familia, the crazy cathedral he had always wanted to see. It was as quirky and strange as he imagined it to be. Bob walked around it but decided against going in as, despite the weather, a steady stream of tourists was waiting to enter. He took a lot of photos. It seemed as though the building's architect, Antoni Gaudi, was on some pretty powerful wacky backy when he designed this place, which was still unfinished nearly a hundred years after Gaudi's death. Bob wondered if it would ever be finished. *********(* It was nearly 8 pm, and Bob was showered, shaved and shat and waiting for his treat. He expected her to be a little late, which she was, but it was only a matter of minutes before the intercom buzzed, and security told him that he had a visitor and could she come up. Bob said yes, please; my cock was standing erect like a meerkat on sentry duty and wanted to get ...
... down and dirty with some Spanish pussy! Well, maybe not! There was a quiet knock at the door, and Bob opened it and let Lisa in. Wow, wow, thrice, wow, Bob thought. She is lovely. Once Lisa took her raincoat off, Bob saw that she was dressed in a simple claret top and short black skirt, which only came down to mid-thigh. She had completed the look with long socks pulled up to just above her knees. The whole look was extraordinarily sexy, and Bob's blood pressure went up several notches. Her face was pretty rather than beautiful, and as the escort agency woman said, she had red hair down to her shoulders. Her English was okay, and they could communicate on a fundamental level. They kissed and sorted out the financial admin and then settled on the sofa to get to know one another seriously. She was not Spanish but Venezuelan, which made Bob very happy as his experiences with Venezuelan girls in Colombia were universally good. She was in Spain for a year ostensibly to study, and at the end of her time in Barcelona, she would return to Venezuela a wealthy woman, set up for life. As they kissed, Lisa reached down to fondle Bob’s erect penis through his shorts. At the same time, Bob ran his hands over her breasts. She disentangled herself from him and took her top off, revealing a sexy bra, and then the bra came off, and Lisa let loose a nice pair of breasts, neither small but not too big, tipped with extremely suckable pink nipples. They moved it to the bedroom, and ...