“Perhaps I am. Let me guess, you two are together?”Monica let her hand slip a bit to expose the soft flesh under the tattered blouse and whispered...something about finding out how good she really was with her hands. The concierge gave Monica a slight smile before returning to the task at hand as I provided the information required by the airlines.“You may wait in here in the lobby, or make yourselves comfortable in the lounge. I’ll find you when we’ve made the arrangements for you. You can leave. I loved every moment of it. I shuddered as her pussy sucked at me. Inch after inch of my dick slid out of her cunt. It was amazing to enjoy.I thrust back into her. I slammed to the hilt in my bestest friend’s cunt. I groaned into her lips as her pussy welcomed me in. Her left leg held me tight. My nipples throbbed as I rubbed my clothed tits against her big boobs. I hated that our tops separated our breasts.The door rattled as I thrust into her.She moaned.I whimpered.It was heaven to be in her. When I caressed it, Addison physically relaxed.Rubbing her clit, I started fucking her - long, slow withdrawals, enjoying the hugely erotic sight of my thick erection emerging from her small pussy, then slowly stroking back into her tight, velvet sheath, my groin pressing against her buttocks.As turned on as I was, as horny as I was, the memory of Addison climaxing on my cock last night was an experience I wanted to repeat; her painfully tight contractions with each wave of her pleasure. I. -- C'est bien toi, Marc?-- Oui... Chantal?-- Oui, c'est moi.Ils s'aid?rent pour se lever, puis all?rent au miroir plac? contre unmur. Un grand miroir, o? ils pourrait se voir au complet.L'h?tesse revint avec une brochure. Marc et Chantal interrompirent leurexploration.-- Tout s'est pass? ? merveille. Comme toujours, je dois dire. Voici unebrochure qui explique les d?marches que nous avons effectu?es pour vous,celles qu'il vous reste ? faire et qui propose quelques trucs pour mieuxvous.