"So what shall we do while we wait for your taxi?" He reached out andstroked her hair.Wendy pulled back from him and set down the coffee cup.The last...thing on Wendy's mind was sex but Stephan Trompeur both scaredand excited her whenever she was in his presence. She studied hisbrutally handsome features, his slim and muscular physique, hissymmetrical face, his black hair and indescribably penetrating eyes.Wendy felt herself being drawn to him.His jacket was open and she could see his pale. I have always liked to sound of my balls hitting on some gal's flesh and really get on when my cock is sloshing around in a soaking wet pussy, especially when it is some other man's wife. I don't know why I am so obsessed with driving my cock into married women, but it does add a sense of excitement to the sex act. Both of us were now making more noises than ever before. Sara was really turned with this performance, and now she was ready. "Oh god, I'm cumming, i'‘m cumming " she said as I. It was unbearable now, I felt like I was some instrument being played to a crescendo over which I had no control. Unbidden, my body spasmed and a hot wave flooded me, melting the tension within me. Jack stood up, his lips glistening wet, and he smiled at me.“I think you’re ready now M’Lady,” he said as he took off his jerkin and shirt. I just lay and watched, partly exhausted by the spasm my body had taken, and partly transfixed by his brutish behavior. He undid his britches and let them drop. When we arrived at Nice we were met and escorted to a queue of fellow conference delegates, who one by one got on one of the two coaches. When it came to our turn to get on the coach it was obvious that it was full, so we were directed to the next coach that was completely empty. For some reason we were drawn to the back of the coach, so we took our seats in one of the corners and sat back waiting for our fellow travellers to embark. After about 10 minutes Julia started to stroke the inside of.