Bobbi was sitting on the bed wearing skimpy little panties and a blacksee through negligee - she looked fantastic. Where had she been hidingall this s...xy lingerie & why? At once my cock grew hard - how long wasit since I had seen her like this, too long was the answer."Come and sit on the bed" Bobbi said - "I need to put a lotion on you,so you won't burn later" I sat down beside her, and she started applyingthis rose scented cream, first to my back and then my front payingspecial attention to. His back gave way to a wonderful, well-shaped ass, the kind you just want reach out and grab. He had very long and muscular legs. “Yes, he does! I can see you riding his hard cock. Now work your magic babe.” Matt said to Jill as he waved at the waitress to get her attention. Matt ordered another drink as Jill decided to grab the young man’s attention. She turned her bar stool to face the group, leaning forward slightly, running her finger down one side of her lower neck line of her blouse. It. I tried to get up, but he just grabbed my arm, his whole hand wrapped around my tiny bicep, and ripped the rest of my clothes off. he threw me back down on the floor, hitting my back and my head on the cement and pulled my hands up over my head, slapping some handcuffs on them. Jake went to the fridge and got a bottle of champagne out, aimed it at me and popped the cork. the cork hit my tit hard and champagne started to splash all over me. All of a sudden, like lions to a carcass, there were. That was generally out of character, but Ambrose let it go. He just said, “Okay. Shoot.” “Well,” said Em, “you went out around lunchtime. You said you’d spend two or three hours at the Louvre and then you were meeting Ao for a coffee.” Ao was a decorous Vietnamese lady banker Ambrose had known for years and who was by chance in Paris at the same time. Em had always suspected that Ao had produced a wet patch or two in Ambrose’s business trip beds, but he’d never said so. She continued, “I went.