If there were two sexier-looking women in the whole of Paris, I’d yet to see them. ‘It’s so full of…’ I softly breathed, glancing again arou...d the outside of the cafe and then across the Champs-Élysées. ‘Joie de vivre?’ Luciana suggested, smiling warmly. ‘Paris is the most romantic of cities, and this is a plus belle avenue du monde.’ I felt a shiver run up my spine. The Brazilian woman’s accent was delicious enough anyway, but when she spoke in French it elevated her sexiness to another. ..I hope you have fun reading the stories, and remember to hit that little 'Like' button!It is what you, the reader, would know as the year 2251: slightly more than 200 years ago, the Ultrabeasts appeared all over the world. They were like the Kaiju of Japanese cinema in many respects, to the point that some of them were given the same names, but unlike the Kaiju they didn't vanish into the oceans or some remote island, they stayed around and fought among their own, ruining civilization in the. Slowly I felt a rising hardness in my pants, her show was definitely having the desired effect.I watched as her fingers danced their way from her ample chest, down her belly to the elastic of her underwear. Instead of removing them, her hand pulled the waistband down a fraction showing off a smooth patch of skin. Back up they came, much to my disappointment. Then to my delight, her hand moved from her underwear to her mouth. Sultrily, she sucked her index and middle finger into her mouth.By now. She opens her mouth, caressing his finger with her mouth, trying to return something, even though she is bound and cant touch him. He allows this for a moment, but quickly tilts her head back, and kisses his way down to her chest. He quickly learns where to touch her, by the gasping moans that escape from her mouth. She finally speaks, begging him to make love to her. Pleading that she can not wait any longer. She can feel her body pounding against his, her heavy breathing, her body aching with.