As the threat of my climax subsided, Gwen recovered from her orgasm. She was panting trying to catch her breath.“I’m going to fuck you all afterno...n, Gwen. I’ve wanted you for so long!” I whispered as I nibbled her ear and started to thrust into her again.I straightened up and pulled her hands behind her back and started to pound into her again. The actuality of fucking Gwen was unbelievable! It was so much better than my fantasies! Her hair was softer than I had imagined. Her pussy was tighter. I told my husband that in worst case I’d just stay in Paris until I got arrested for illegal immigration, and then the state of France would have to pay for my ticket back to Sweden. He didn’t seem to find that funny. So, we looked at the odd airport map again. My hubby is much more used to travelling and reading weird airport maps than I am, so he found our way. To get to the part of Charles de Gaulle airport where all the Scandinavian airlines had their offices, we had to go by bus. It took. I shrugged. "Somebody's gotta do it. I take care of my guys, they take care of our clients, and our clients take care of us."She nodded, and I got the idea she wanted to say more, but one of the other two customers called out, asking for more coffee. I looked at the man and memorized his face. If I ever saw him again, maybe I'd... Cindy!No, not Cindy, but close enough to be her sister. My heart raced with anticipation. She was cute, maybe a little too plump, with the same blowjob lips that. I guided my dick into her and responded in a similar manner.At first I was completely out of control and fucked her really fast. Her tits were bouncing and I was supporting her by her butt. She asked me to take it slowly so that both could enjoy it longer and proper. So I slowed myself down and started giving her slow deep strokes. She was enjoying it and so was I. My hand was near her asshole. I put one of my fingers in it. She screamed as my finger entered her tight virgin ass.I.