We were greeted byMiguel, whose father had apparently escaped Franco's Spain and set up arestaurant in Paris, but Pierre assured me, the food was pure...cuisinefrancais.An ice bucket appeared with a bottle of champagne. The cork poppedgently under the waiters cloth and the light amber liquid frothed in theglasses. Vanessa proposed a toast to Pierre, then Pierre proposed atoast to the English ladies. Then he proposed a toast to la jeunedemoiselle, the young lady, me and we all sipped and laughed.. Now she has opened her blouse and was in bra with saree. She was looking damn sexy. She made me sat beside her. Hold my hand and started kissing on lips. Seems like she was in need of this from a long time.. After kissing each other for about 15 minutes she opened my shirt button slowly and then started kissing on my chest. She was biting sometimes also and was giving a lot of fun to me. After doing this, I wanted to took control.I started by kissing sweetly on her forehead and then her eyes.. Next Jake pulled my top down to expose my breasts and squirted cream on my nipples. Jake was licking my nipples and I was letting him in front of a crowded pub, thinking back now I can hardly believe I was doing this. I'd never done anything like it before but I was now fuelled by alcohol and lust. I looked over to my friends and I could see Helen with a big grin on her face egging me on. As I looked at her I could feel Jake’s hand reach up my skirt and expertly remove my panties. I looked up. "You got that one for free, but your going to have to beg for the rest."With that he pushed me off his cock. I fell down on my knees and took his slick cock back into my mouth. The tangy taste of my own cum only increased my inner desires. I bobbed my head up and down on his throbbing cock. Again he took it out and slapped my face with his cock. He pulled me back up and on my knees again. He thrust inside me and again I filled with his big cock. This time he was more aggressive, pounding me.