The offer of a room was accepted unanimously. There was the usual French checking-in formality; we’d all seen “Day of the Jackal”, so it was no...surprise to have to fill in a little registration card with our passport details.Once we were all in the room, we had to do some working out how this was going to happen. The bed was a huge dark wooden construction with a very soft mattress; our cycle panniers and sleeping bags took up quite a proportion of the available floor, and it was after all a. My Mistress -- that's how I was thinking of her already --gave me another round of teasing and torment, roaming over mydefenseless form at will, stroking my ears, running a fingertip over mylips, pinching my buttocks (first lightly and then HARD), giving myscrotum a few extra squeezes, the last one accompanied by a sharp twistthat left me breathless.After a few moments during which she observed me and appeared to bethinking, Claire swung me effortlessly back to my former position.Then, to my. She sucked my cock for a minute till it was hard and stood up. She kissed me and said she knows what to do, and asked me not to worry.I asked her if she’s sure. She said absolutely and lifted her leg. I held my cock, bent down, and pushed my dick into her pussy. I had to stay bent to keep fucking her. I kept pushing in and out as her tits kept slapping my face with water. I sucked on her tits and kept biting them. She kept moaning out of pain.Now, I was about to cum, and by the noises I made,. "That's him! Holy shit" Emilio exclaimed.Jimmy looked out the window. "I don't think that's him, Jefe. Thatlooks like a girl I fucked in my dreams last night." That's him, Muchacho, and if he wants to be that way, he'll get whatthe Ruffians do to girls that walk around looking that fine." Emiliosaid.Emilio punched the accelerator and the car roared off coughing up acloud of black smoke.In its wake, an early model Chrysler K-Car pulled up. When Dana saw it was Rick, he picked up his books and.