I was sucking and slurping on his hard cock. My two hands were playing with two cocks. Stroking their cock meat up and down. My throat was getting nai...ed by a hard cock. My asshole was getting fucked hard and deep. I was being used and abused like the MILF I had always dreamed to be. I was wishing my husband could see his wife getting fucked in every direction. I was loving being treated like a slut. My pussy and ass were getting a fucking of their lifetime. I was loving being a whore. “I. "Of course, it's something I'll never tire of looking at." She smiled and said, "Well it's yours to look at for as long as you like." And with that she hiked up her T shirt and flashed her pussy at me.With a loud clang, her toast popped up and she sat down opposite me to butter it and smear it with apricot conserve. She stared at me impassively across the table, I got the impression that she was about to either make an important announcement or that she was going to propose to me. She held out. After arriving in Paris, he visited with some manufacturers and selected a line that he thought would sell well back home. To celebrate the new acquisition, he decided to visit a small bistro and have a glass of wine.As he sat enjoying his wine, he noticed that the small place was quite crowded, and that the other chair at his table was the only vacant seat in the house.Before long, a very beautiful young Parisian girl came to his table, She asked him something in French (which Murphy could not. We went through the curtain and she laid back on the bed, spread her thick legs, and held out her arms to me. I just looked at her and then moved down between her legs.When she realized that I was going to eat her out she pushed her hand against my hand and said in broken English, “No, senior, you don’t want to put your mouth down there on my pussy. I have had many cocks in me tonight, and I don’t think you want to do that.”I smiled at her, and without saying a word, I moved down to suck her.