Moreau took them to a nearby family restaurant that she had used on previous trips, then they took an open-top bus tour of the city. Everyone was suff...ring from jet-lag but Mme. Moreau insisted that it is best to fight the urge to sleep until later in the day.After dinner they walked to the Eiffel Tower staying to watch the light show. It was an unusually warm evening in Paris. The students wore shorts and t-shirts looking very much like Americans. Mme. Moreau wore a light summer print dress. Please. Im sorry. Really. I begged and pleaded as I lay across His lap, completely helpless. Hmm, well..I suppose theres another way to administer your punishment babygirl.. Daddy said as he slowly ran his palms over my ass, cupping my cheeks in his big rough hands…. Yes, anything you want Daddy, just please ..no spanking I agreed quickly & tried to sit up. His hands wrapped tightly around my waist, lifting me up & forcing me to straddle His lap, facing him. I felt so open, so exposed. My. I sucked her pussy lips and buried my tongue into her wet pussy. She tasted amazing. She then grabbed me and pulled me up on the bed and took off my jeans. She was happy to see that I don’t wear boxers and my cock spring forward. She laid me back on the bed and told me to lay with my head firmly on the pillow. She then climbed above me and lowered her soaking wet pussy on my face. She then spent the next 15 minutes grinding her wet pussy across my face. Completely engulfing me with her fat ass. ” He gave Spencer a strange look and then started upstairs. “Good night” was the last thing he said.“I won’t be long, if you want to go up now too, I’ll be fine.”“No, maybe I’ll catch something on TV; I’m not really that tired.”Annie didn’t believe him but was herself too tired to argue. She hurried up and turned out the kitchen light. When she walked into the living room Spencer was not there. The TV was still on and it looked like he might have been reading the paper, so she sat and picked up.