The constant in their time together is their shared love of the art, architecture and food that Paris offers as well as the opportunity for spontaneou... sexual adventures. It seems that Paris has amped up their libidos, and neither seems to be tiring. It had been a fantastic night so far. Robert and Juliana were dressed to the nines - he in black tie and she in a vintage designer dress - for “Madame Butterfly” in a private box at the Paris Opera. The performance had been spectacular, both on. ”“Might a lottery winner’s presence have anything to do with this dilemma?”She smiled. “Yes, though I would miss my folks and Cindy and Ron, moving was always a possibility. Now...”I said, “Now, nothing has changed. Travel is cheap. There is nothing to hold me here. If you want to see me, there is nowhere too far.”“X, that’s quite a declaration.”“Beth, some things and people are quite declarable. You’re one of those people. There aren’t many for me.”“Who else would be?”“My roommate and Cindy,. Selena said, “Those kinds of questions will drive you crazy. The Lord knows that I’ve spent more than one evening at home wondering why men aren’t attracted to me. I know that I’m not what most men consider to be a pretty woman, but I’m not truly ugly.”“You’re a fine looking woman,” Guy said.Selena said, “Bullshit. I’m big boned and hefty looking.”“So? You’ve got a substantial rack. I know a couple guys who’d suffocate to death while exploring those puppies,” Guy replied.Selena laughed. “At. I love suckling on my fingers, they can be so many things; a flaccid cock in need of tender loving care, a stiff nipple desperate for attention, a clitoris captured sucked and swollen as it quivers between my teeth; and I lose myself in giving them the attention they deserve. And my other hand? My other hand is a tease. It is stroking the wafer thin fabric of my skirt across the searing heat of my pubis before trailing its fingers down to find the hem. Then, ever so slowly, allowing it´s nails.