Well, it was a lot of fun. And then it was off to Paris.It was still spring, early June. In Paris the weather was wonderful.“My gosh,” exclaimed L...a. This is great.“It is isn’t it,” said Carlton.“That’s that famous arch isn’t it,” she said.“Yes, The Arc de Triomphe,” he said, pronouncing it in French. “Napoleon had it built two hundred years ago.” She smiled, and hugged him“over the next hours they lunched at a boulangerie just of the Champs-Élysées. The coffee was strong, but it seemed oh so. Use it hard. Use her as a humping post. Show me how you fuck a submissive whore.”Akira was in the middle of another orgasm. Her back arched “OOOOHHHH I’m CUMMMMING. Oh Alicia that’s so good. Get my pussy ready for AJ please. You like seeing my small titty bounce AJ? Oh God my pussy is so wet I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”This was unbelievable fucking hot. I placed my hands on Alicia’s hips and fucked her hard and fast. Amya laying on the couch watching me and rubbing her pussy as fast as. Flattening your hand, it too starts to disappear beneath clothing. As first your little finger, then all fingers in sequence, brush lightly across your electrified nipple, your head arches back momentarily.My hands are defiant, teasing the skin and hair on my lower abdomen. I can feel myself straining into my pants – I’m forced to quickly adjust myself, surreptitiously I hope, so you don’t notice. I’m sprung! A tiny laugh escapes your lips at seeing the effect you are having on me, but you. This time I moved my body over his face, and sensing my pleasure, he moved me to the bed, where I knelt over him and he grabbed my hips and pulled me up and down so I could grind myself into his mouth. I went wild with abandon then, I just let go and responded like a wild animal. I rubbed my breasts, pulled the nipples out, started rocking back and forth and just let his tongue do its work. I began to arch my back, spread my legs very far apart, and gave him total access. One time I slid up too.