Besides I was also tempted by the delicious possibility of a mutually pleasant love affair, which caused my amorous heart to beat faster — even then...the French were so much more sophisticated about matters of sex than we British.***At this point. I should digress briefly to tell you a little about myself. As you will already have surmised I am English by birth and I was then in my late twenties. I had first visited Paris in the late 1960s, when at the age of eighteen I stayed with a family for. I put my hands on her hips and pushed her back down on the bed, holding her there as I very slowly begin to slide the head of my dick in and out of her pussy, going to deeper each time. I pulled back then slammed hard into her causing her to jump a little, I stayed there for a bit, my dick twitching deep in her pussy as her pussy muscles contracted around my invading member.I slowly pulled back out until just the head of my dick was in her, then placing my hands under her ass I pulled her up at. “Oooooooooohhhaaaaammmm…. AAAaaaahhh!” Misty wailed, not because it hurt, but because her tight pussy twitched and clenched hard, as she came…. her first of several orgasms to follow…. to her, Devan had all the experience he needed.Soon, she would know what it meant to be fucked HARD…. but that is yet to come, in the near future….*******Jack had picked her up at the lobby of the motel, and they drove to a dinner in silence, as they listened to the radio in Jack’s late model Mustang. It was just. I kept bobbing up and down, wanting to please him, needing to finish this, wanting his cum so badly.Tell me what you want, he demanded again. Tell me what you need.Reluctantly, I pulled his fat head out of my mouth. Plese, please, give it to me, give me your cum. I went back to sucking that dick like it was saving my life. He was oozing sweet precum, and I could not get enough. He was grunting and thrusting into my willing, hot mouth. He was getting close, he pushed my head all the way down. .