“Try the Opera. You’ll find him hanging around the whores backstage. Not that he ever does anything with them.” The barwoman laughed as she plac...d the bottle of green liquid in front of him.“Don’t listen to Lautrec, my dear. Edgar is a gentleman, unlike Henri here who fucks anyone who so much glances in his direction.” She smiled at Caroline. “The Opera is two streets away. Turn left and then go up the hill. You can’t miss it.”Caroline nodded, speechless. Oh my god, Toulouse-Lautrec, she. She then lifted herself a bit, and pushed down again. After just a few times, the cock was nearly completely in her. She then lifted a bit, straighten, placed her hands behind her head above the collar, exposing her underdeveloped chest, and closing her eyes. She put all her weight on her pussy. By that time it was well lubricated, so Hank's cock sank all the way hitting the bottom of her vagina, and causing her to flinch in pain.For the intense pain somewhere in her belly, she was rewarded. She jumps up and crashes into me kissing deep tasting her juices on my lips and all over my face. I grip the back of her hair and grab her by the throat her eyes widen she raps her fingers around my hung dick I put her her to it ‘Suck me good you dirty whore’ She is a good girl taking me down her throat while I am fucking her face her gaging sounds feed my thrusting. Tears coming down her face as she looks up at me. She is taking it well! Spit dripping down my balls. Good girls like this. A nice, thick 7-8 inches to be sure. The head of it was nearly purple and hard... Cole pushed down on her shoulders forcing her to her knees and pushed his throbbing penis into her mouth. Grabbing her on both sides of her head, he fucked her mouth, pushing his cock to the back of her throat. He was so ready to explode, but wanted this to last as long as he could. Pulling out of her mouth, he pulled her up by her hair, grabbed her wrist and took her into the conference room right next door. "I.