“You are Americaine?” He tried in highly accented English.“Yes, I am,” I conceded, embarrassed that he could tell so easily. He handed me a to...el and motioned me to the nearest table. “For privacy,” he stated.Now I was really embarrassed and a little bit angry. Did he offer me the towel to cover up during the massage because I am an American? Harkening to my desire to act French while in Paris I thought to myself, 'I am a retired Parisian model not some dumb American.' I smiled at him and. Her strap on was pressing against my mouth.“I’d love to see you with another guy, honey,” She pushed the tip of her strap on into my mouth. I was mesmerized by her, under her spell and total control. I did not object or even move away. I parted my lips.“Mmmm, yes, honey,” She continued in a low, sexy, and reassuring voice.”Just like that. Open your mouth, take my cock, I will teach you how much pleasure can it be.” She continued to push it in. Little by little her massive dildo as entering my. Mommy had nylons on under her skirt. She climbed onto the bed and crooked her finger for her sweet son to come over. "Eat your mother's pussy" she whispered, spreading her legs. He was so horny for Mommy, he ripped through her nylons to get to her pussy. When he buried his face in Mommy's pussy, she sighed. "Oh my sweet son, you eat Mommy's pussy so good" she whispered, putting her hands behind his head and enjoying his tongue. "Mommy, your pussy is so wet, so creamy" her son whispered, licking. She said that she felt the head of his cock brushing the lips of her vagina, as it was now slowly pressing against her. She said she was so wet, and slowly sat down on his cock, she could feel if open her, and the heat of his cock fill her. As she felt the head of his cock move slowly deep within her, and then move out and back into her tight wet pussy, the feeling made her gasp from the pressure and the excitement building in her. She was now riding up and down his cock moving deeper with.