Vicky had not bothered with a bra I found as I ran my hand underneath her jumper. Then she undid my fly and got my cock out. It did not take he long t... get it stiff sucking and kissing it. I then found she had forgotten knickers as well. Somewhere close to Paris we joined the mile high club.Things worked out for us on a personal level. On a professional level it proved easy enough to buy up a small classical record label and record an album of popular arias. Of course, I had the money to. Finding it, she clenched her teeth on it and pulled. It was simply tied, not knotted (pants don’t fall down under armor plate!) so she was able to loosen them with just one pull. I wasn’t sure what she was doing, but I had an idea. Upon reaching the rank of knight the men of the company took me out of the town, including a visit to one of the capital’s best brothels, and what I thought she might be doing was what they had termed the ‘French style.’ So although my better sense told me to back. Once the sucking and licking ended I was on my back with Cher riding me hard. ‘Oh, fuck’, she said, ‘you like that? You like being fucked?’ ‘Oh, yeah’, I said, ‘oh shit.’ ‘You like that? You like fucking me on your birthday? Huh? You like fucking me? Is that it?’ It sounded like she was enjoying it more than me. She kept on riding me my bed started to rattle. It was time now to make some noise as I pinned Cher on her back and plunged my big cock inside that beautiful pussy. The penetration was. I ignore the young girl, and she sits down, embarrassed, but now I'm thinking maybe spending a few days here isn't such a bad idea after all. We sit down in the sofa, and Lucy pulls her feet up under herself and leans on me. Almost ostentatiously, I think. That's interesting.“You know,” I say, looking at the three suspects, “there's a lesson to learn here. Anyone know what it is? Aron?”“Huh?” he says startled.“It's; Don't believe everything you read in the papers,” I say. There's no reactions..