We clinked glasses and enjoyed a first sip in companionable silence. “And now,” she said at last, “tell me all about you and Sue-Ann.” And I ...et it all spill out. I didn’t hold back in describing the sex, and I could see Cindy becoming aroused at my descriptions. When I related our session in the changing room she chuckled with a knowing smile. “I guessed as much – the two of you looked as if you could hardly keep your hands off each other.” “Oh my god, was it that obvious?” She nodded.. He was tall, butch, and from the look of it had a monster in his pants. I tried to play it cool, but he looked down towards my erection and started to smile this dirty little smile. He light up another cigarette and asked me for a drink at his place. He seemed safe enough and since I was so fucking horny, I accepted.A bottle of wine later we were on his couch in his posh Paris apartment. I breathed heavy as he kissed me with passion and lots and lots of tongue. After a couple minutes of. And then she asked of to close the whole house lights I did that when I came back I was knowing now real sex will take place when I returned I jumped on bed and started kissing her on lips them slowly near her boobs just like before trying to remove them from above then she said wait and removed her bra and there was these 2 lovely pairs I was adoring them and then I started sucking them wild and with one hand started to squeeze the other as hard as I can they were not even coming in my mouth. He began massaging my sore but still tingling hole, and stroking my empty scrotum and tiny, soft cockette. I took a breath and whispered, "Use some lubricant, please." He grabbed it from the night stand and applied it to his finger, which slid easily inside me. I was sore, but still horny. Wordlessly, I ripped open a condom and rolled it over his stiff cock. I sat astride him, and settled my ass onto its tip, and pressed down, so he entered me. I let out a moan, and heard it echoed from the bed.