They aren’t out to impress or strut around like puny peacocks. They simply ooze natural self-confidence, in the full knowledge that they are at the ...op of the masculine ladder. Being embraced by a big macho beast, and succumbing to his lust, is like an elixir to me. When I see a huge manly alpha, my pussy tingles with anticipation. I always dream about being dragged off to a cave by my hair, for a brutal fucking by one of these rugged creatures.I believe you may have the general idea by now…. Maybe this will do the trick.” We stayed in the living-room, which had armchairs, a large sofa, cushions on the floor. Betty started undressing me, gently and sensually removing items of clothing until I was stark naked. Jean-Louis was already in a state of undress, his cock dangling flaccid, still looking impressive despite his issues. He invited me to undress his wife. “Do you mind if I take photos?” I certainly did not. I unbuttoned her blouse slowly. She had nothing underneath. I. She placed her chips into her purse and finished her drink while he said, "Are you new to Monte Carlo? I come here often and I've never seen you before; I know I'd remember." She nodded bashfully. "Well," he continued, "I should show you around. Care for a nice evening stroll?" She smiled and took the elbow he offered her. They walked the block from casino to the hotel; neither of them was under any illusions about what they had discussed. His room was on the 32nd floor, and he took her out on. And the otherclothing she bought where no better - light pastel colors and all girlygirl. She didn't even buy a single pair of pants. When John asked herabout these choices she commented, through a pad she now constantlywore around her neck, that she was a girl now and she needed to beappropriately feminine. But she wasn't a girl?Neither of them had chosen it, but yes, she was a girl now. Johncountered that her choices should be more about comfort or fitting inwith the other girls of her age.