Rose-Marie felt her crotch again. She knew the answer, of course. She had seen enough pornography over the years to know that anything was possible. T...ough Yves quite simply did not have the stamina of a porn star. And most men of her acquaintance were similarly less well endowed. She herself was too thin, her bosom too small, her anus too resisting, for her to ever consider pornography as a career. A maid knocked timorously on the door to the balcony. Rose-Marie smiled at her. She was. "Four hours later, Archie was having deja vu. They had finished the shopping and had just gotten back to Simone's place. She had invited him in, she said how could she not after he was so helpful to her today."Can I get you something to drink? Wine, water, juice?"Archie had just sat down on one end of what turned out to be a firm, but very comfortable couch. He was definitely feeling the need to sit for a while, besides, aside from the chore of carrying the packages, it had been nice to spend. We both lost that round. Claire got first, so she would choose our “punishments.” “Matt, I dare you to fuck Natalie, and Dave I dare you to fuck me,” she said. We all looked astonished. Matt didn't seem angry, and neither did Natalie. I had always wanted to fuck Claire anyway. We climbed onto the table as Matt and Nat walked over to the couch. I was about to stick my dick in Claire's pussy when she said, “No, I want it in the ass.” She got down on all fours and stuck her ass towards me. . She licks up some of the sweat from over my breast bone, she's a bit weird like that, but I'm not going to stop her. She does move onto my nipples, though that I really don't like, so I make less appreciative noises and she stops. Then she moves onto dessert, she climbs on my face and plops her wet (with her juices), freshly washed pussy on my face.Freshly washed means it doesn't have that much flavor until I find some more of her juices, it still tastes a bit clean though. I'm not complaining;.