Serge assured her his was not some crazy guy and he is the best barista in all of Paris, with only a little hint reluctance Emma followed Serge to his...apartment which was filled with half up packed boxes. As he was busy in the kitchen with coffee Emma asked if he had any furniture, sadly it would not arrive until tomorrow when his roommate arrives, did however have his room already set up and they could hang in there away from the maze of the boxes. She thought meet strange guy, takes me to his. Maggie opened it. She had a very serious look on her face. ‘Come in John,’ she said. I walked into the apartment and when I got into the living room, I turned and faced her. Maggie looked at me and said, ‘John, are you okay?’ ‘Maggie, I want to apologize.’ I said with a quaking voice. She has a questioning look and said, ‘Apologize? Apologize for what, John.’ ‘For what I did last night, for taking advantage of you. You were…are vulnerable. You were looking for some support and all I did was. We had bunker bed in our house. So, he would sleep up and I would sleep down.In the middle of the night, I felt something on the top of my butt. The lights were off so I couldn’t see anything properly except that a person was sitting in my bed. I thought it was Gaurav and told him to go away otherwise my bro would see us and would complain about it to our parents. Then suddenly the light was switched on and I was shocked to see my bro sitting there and smooching my ass. I was too shocked. I. He was fucking her missionary style. She couldn’t move much since Andre was on top of her but she started to move her body like, especially her hips, as he was thrusting in and out. They had such good sexual rhythm. It was like watching a porno. I started to rub my hard cock again as I continued to watch. They were fucking missionary style for about 5-7 minutes. They looked like a couple that was very much attracted to each other. I was a little jealous that Andre could hold it in and last so.