Hubby smiled in a comfortable way, probably that it was a friend who was flirting and giving the compliments to his wife.We both knew that Steve was a...serious player who would have a different bed partner most nights of the week. I’d heard quite a few of the rumours of his sexual shenanigans and was intrigued to know if they were indeed rumours. Taking his sexually charged compliments sent a little tingle through my already fucked pussy, and I felt my desire creeping up a level.“So you like to. And black, but you know... not dark black." The last wordsout of his mouth surprised him, yet it felt right to say."Well, that sounds like quite the hottie." Yeah..." George was picturing her in his mind, and found he was getting anerection."So, go to the pool, George, and I bet you'll find that girl you justdescribed." Yeah... Then I'll show Tessa." George said it as he spit the peach pit outonto the ground. He turned from Ada and said nothing as he walked to thepool entrance.Ada simply smiled. They collected their bags and made their way to the taxi stand. “Hotel Terass, Montemartre, s’il vous plait,” Robert said to the driver. They got in and sped through the very early morning traffic. “Well, we have had a sleep of sorts. Would you care for breakfast first, or would you like to go back to bed for a few hours? Regardless of your answer, as soon as the day properly starts for us, you are mine for three days,” Robert said. “Let’s just check into our room, unpack and head into the. You took the towel from my hands, locking my lips with yours as you kept one hand on my back and dried me off with the towel in your free hand. Goose bumps rose on my skin from the cold air hitting my heated skin and my lips started to tremble. You let me go, hastily dried yourself off before you picked me up and carried me to bed. As soon as we hit the bed, your mouth was back on mine, our hands all over each other. You braced yourself over me, trying not to crush me while also trying to keep.