This city, of them all, is the only one to affect her thus. Despite the frequency of her trips to this magnificent city, it has been years since she h...s taken simple pleasure in its architecture or history, since she has seen the city by daylight. In fact, it s been years since Paris has held any simple pleasure for her at all. For her, Paris is the city of the night. A city of perverse and excruciating passions and pleasures, of driven hungers and dark minds, of exquisite perversions and sheer. The next thing I knew, our lips were locked together, our slippery tongues duelling vigorously, locked in combat in a fight to the death. As the raw emotion was unleashed between the two of us, our aggressive kiss gradually became more passionate, each of us beginning to savour it more and more as the seconds floated away on the wave of our passion. His lips felt amazing in my mouth as I started to suck on them, and him on mine. They were soft and smooth, yet firm and strong at the same time.. Eagerly she woke Sandie and demanded her opinion."What do you think? Has it grown?"Virginia happily spread her thighs as Sandie kneeled down and inspecteddevelopments. There was no doubt in Sandie's mind that the little glanswas distinctly bigger. Out of curiosity she leaned in closer and gentlykissed the glistening bud. Virginia twitched deliciously and squealedwith delight."Ooooh! That's good. That's just so good. Oh heck! I'm getting stiffagain, inside. Ooow! Oooow-oow!"Her cries alerted. . her statistics (five-one, ninety-five, thirty-four, twenty-two, thirty-one)... the state of her virginity (no questions asked as to its loss) her general knowledge of the Bare-Stud-Cats purpose... Then began the ordeal of initiation. First she was asked to show them the soles of her boots, which she did. The ridged rubber soles belonged to the only boots she possessed, shiny black fur-lined leather that fitted snugly to just below her knees without benefit of zipper, the tops turned back down.