She said so what if he does. I said it wouldn't bother you if he sees it? She said it never has. I stopped walking and asked what that meant. She said...since you took all my panties I go to work everyday naked under my skirts and I've allowed him to see my pussy lots of times. As I helped her in the car she made sure I got an eye full of her slick slit. When I got in the car I said what do you think he thinks about you showing off your pussy. She said he wants to fuck me. I said are you going to. Now naked, I could see the long, thick, black cock Cassandra had been keeping under her skirt. A shock. What now? Stand up, pull up my pants and bolt from the apartment? No where to go on a cold night in a foreign town. Not proceed and make a large protest? But Cassandra's mouth was pure heaven on my cock. I wanted more of that. Maybe I could have sex and never touch that magnificent black hammer she had between her legs. The men retreated form Cassandra's admonishment. She approached me naked,. Without the slightest hesitation, Xavier turned, and, with mincing steps clinking metallically against the stone cobbles, stepped through the entrance of le Cimetière de Montmartre. It paused just long enough to thrust the hood from its head before it continued along the path with a tomb at its end. To the left and right, a trail led along the outermost edge of the cemetery.Xavier dropped into a crouch then leapt up, landing on the flat expanse of black marble, sliding along its length and. Nancy took all of my cock, she felt tighter now, with all my cock in her as she moaned, bucking her hips and gushing, she was a complete slut for it.I smacked her butt hard, several times, leaving large red hand prints across her cheeks as she gushed and orgasmed, my cock was slick with both women's juices as I felt my own climax nearing, I grunted and pulled out of Nancy, who frowned, looking back, I stepped back and pointed to the floor in front of me, Nancy got back on her knees, followed by.