Some of the Frenchmen were acting like Italians, copping a pinch or a feel. The girls had to use their best finger wagging and "No, no" looks to ward ...hem off.They hit the Moulin Rouge. It was not what they expected. The show and costumes were great, but the performers were aging, and the crowd looked like a page from Geriatric America. Oh, the old geezers looked, but their wives were not impressed. Everyone was glad to get back out on the street. It was near midnight.They looked for a club. “Okay. It depends.”“On... ?” she encouraged.“My mood.”Now frustrated, Rachael said loudly, “Stop playing the laconic cowboy, Billy Bob! Go to town! Use ten words! Be a rebel!”Damn she amused me!“There are times when I’m feeling romantic and loving, and any position where I get as much of the other person’s naked body against mine is my favorite. Then there are times I’m just horny and want to have some fun and feel the joy of sex. Those times, any position where I can see us is my favorite. I. We both cuddled and slept nude together. In the morning, Daniel left for work, and I was finishing the house chores.Just then, my mobile phone rang an SMS. It was from an unknown number. It said to wear a sexy bra and a skirt only. Moin. He said he will come by 11, and I should be ready that way to welcome him. I had no other option to get ready as it was already 10.I had a red skirt and a red bra and wore them, and I was ready. It was 10.45 now. I got a call from that number. Moin said, “Baby,. . her muscles were distracted for a fraction of a second and with one big push the butt plug was all the way in. She screamed out in pain and he slapper her ass hard. She heard him chuckle and he smacked again, more chuckling and another slap. She forced her breathing under control, which was hard to do because her ass clenched around the unwelcome intruder every time he slapped her."Hehe, it makes it wiggle," he said as he slapped her again, and this time she groaned. He twisted her nipple.