Maine apna hath uski kurti me ghusa diya. Aaj fir usne bra nhi pehna tha. Shayad wo mujhse chudwane ke liye pehle se hi taiyar thi. Main uske breasts ...o jor jor se masalne laga. Hum dono kaafi garam ho gye the jaise ki hamara badan aag me jal rha ho. Ab maine uske kurti ko khol kar phenk diya. Uske chuchiyan hard aur nipple erect ho gye the. Main ek hath se uske boobs jor jor se dabane laga aur apna dusra hath uski panty me ghusa diya. Maine apni do umgli uske chut me daal kar fingering karne. I’m horny just thinking about it.As hoped, Sunday is dry and the early morning sun is already warming up. We have had breakfast as if nothing is going to happen. Immediately after clearing away the dishes I order my new wife to sit on a breakfast stool. I strip and take a seat in an easy chair opposite her. Using my hands I signal for her to open her legs; wide. Her short night T-shirt is pulled tight causing it to slip higher, showing her ‘virgin schoolgirl’s’ pussy. After a sort time I demand. Not that he fucked me all the time, as virile as he is that’s beyond even his ability.King owned me the entire time. I couldn’t move unless he allowed it, couldn’t even change position to ease my aches. King made absolutely sure I understood I was his, he decided everything, including when I could leave.Reading the file just didn’t make the reality sink in. I’m a dog girl, I would, until now have been happy fucking dogs day and night, not any more, not now it had happened, I needed a break, a. I stood and made myself up and unlocked the door. I walked out and bumped into the hot hostess she had no bra on by the look of it and her nipples were hard. I walked back to my seat and sat next to my husband. I rested my head on his broad shoulders and closed my eyes and waited until we arrived in Paris. When we had arrived in Paris we got off the plane and headed to out hotel right in the centre of the beautiful city. It was 3:36pm local time and we were exhausted from all our activities..