Each woman moaned in pleasure, sending sweet, sweet vibrations through their tongues. They each slowed their actions wanting to prolong the sensations...they were feeling. Their hands moved in unison as they lost themselves in the moment. Jolene shut her eyes as thoughts of enjoying the beauty in her bed for the pleasure of her men filled her mind. She knew that Danny and Greg would love seeing what was happening right now. They would be stroking each other's cocks wanting to join in, desperate. The rooms in the hôtel were tiny and it rated perhaps one tenth of a star in any hotel guide, yet Danny and Lucy were more or less sober and made the most of the narrow bed. They fell asleep thoroughly satisfied and had an encore on the next morning.After a breakfast of café au lait and croissants the four continued their trip. Their next stop was Bergerac whose most famous son had been the playwright Cyrano de Bergerac, immortalized by the theater play about his unrequited love for his cousin. She started masturbating me. I asked whether I could feel her pussy she said ok immediately and allowing me to leave my hand inside her saree below navel and she made my hands way to her pussy. I felt it was an already wet bush. I managed to reach her pussy hole and slowly rub it for which she started moaning more and ask me to stop it since if she cum it’ll be almost a squirt!!As the movie was reaching climax I too reached it because of her masturbation.As the movie got over we had dinner out. On every downward push of her hips she could feel the wiriness of his pubic hair against her smooth, hairless mound.Every other thrust saw him almost leaving her cunt, just the swollen cock head in between her lips and then he would force himself upwards bringing a squeal of pleasure from her mouth."You're making me wet darling" she gasped. "My cunt's soaking" Oh God mum, say that again"She giggled and began to rotate her hips"I said my cunt's wet, it's fucking soaking" I'm gonna cum mum" Yes.