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Brunette Miami Escorts

It takes a special kind of man to acknowledge that he deserves a stunning woman on his arm, no matter the locale. The traveling gentleman also knows that he deserves to have a fun, relaxing, and memorable time, even if the travel is for business. Because men like you know that there’s always time for pleasure.

The best way to get the best of both worlds out of your travels is to choose a Brunette escort, especially if you’re traveling to Miami. The brunette women that call this city home are all beautiful creatures. But you’re here because you know you can find the most stunning brunette providers in Miami Beach.

When you explore our gallery of Brunette Miami escorts, you’ll soon see what it means for a companion to be Rideworthy. You’ll see, through her pictures and bio, that each brunette is 100% worthy of your time, attention, and affection. All you have to do is choose which one feeds your carnal desires best.

You can choose between petite and toned stunners to tall and curvaceous bombshells. You can choose a brunette escort with porcelain skin or with the healthy sun-kissed glow that characterizes many of our Miami escorts. No matter the body type, you can rest assured your brunette escort in Miami will have the sultry dark locks that give these exotic women so much of their appeal.

One thing you can count on is your chosen brunette call girl will be 5-star companion. She’ll arrive to your door in just minutes immaculately dressed and ready to please. That can mean the two of you are headed out to a quiet dinner and a cocktail. That can mean you’re club crawling all over town hitting the hottest spots up and down Miami Beach. Or, it can mean that the two of you never leave the room bringing the idea of a high-class rendezvous to epic proportions. The choice is yours.

Once you choose a brown haired babe from our gallery, all that’s left to do is to have the time of your life in Miami.

Brunette Escort in Miami

I have been an escort for only a few months here in Miami. I decided to take on this sort of career path because the hours are flexible and works around my college courses but it also needlessly feeds into my fetish, satiating my ever so carnal desires when need be. You see honey, being thin, petite and brunette with such a meek persona not very many people would ever guess I have a very naughty “foot fetish”, but I do! I love having my feet rubbed in between nasty cervices and shoved into all sorts of naughty orifices.

What I have discovered is there an a whole world out there of like minded individuals who share the same perverse obsession as I do. So think about it.... What better way to spend my free time than to serve the needs of my own as well as others while doing what I love the most? There is none.

The first time I discovered how much I love my job and this could possibly be a momentary job turned career was after my fourth client. The first three were just like any other mundane Miami escort “day in the life of” story. I met with the clients, serviced the client's needs, and moved on. The fourth one was special. It was a milestone for me because this particular blessed man was too a lover of the most incredible part of the human body, the feet.

Being that of a foot fetish of course I had my pedicure and perfectly painted nails with open toe heels to show off the hotties when I went to meet my date at this hotel. When I reached his room the first thing he noticed when he greeted me was my toes. He complimented how I had the most beautiful feet he has every laid eyes upon. He then proceeded to ask me politely if I could remove my shoes and perhaps allow him the pleasure of meeting the soles of my feet. Right then and there I just knew it! I giggled and obliged.

Still standing, I slowly removed my foot from one of my heels by lifting pulling my foot out heel first then toes. I repeated the same with my other foot as I lifted the second much higher allowing the shoe to drop and “clank” onto the hard wood floors.

I could hear him hold his breath as I was removing my shoes and when the last shoe dropped exhaling with such conviction I could've sworn it was like he won a million dollars or something alike. Moving on, I made my way over to the edge of his bed and sat down. I was still facing towards him and stretching out my legs, pointing my toes towards him and pulling them back as to flex the soles of my feet. I motioned for him to come closer to me. He walked towards me until he couldn't any longer because both of my feet where pressed deeply against the budge of his pants, stopping him from proceeding any further. I then moved my feet in a circular motion, massaging him while doing so. I could hear him gasp and moan, and gasp, and moan.... I enjoyed every bit of that night and have since sought out kinky clients with special “foot” needs.