._____________________________First off, I'll be polite and I'll introduce myself. My name is Rick. I live in a little dingy floating on the banks of ...he Seine. I used to work as a trash collector in my thirties and now I'm pretty much unemployed after I was fired because one of the guy's who's thrash I used to clear had me fired for doing something that him and my employer both found pretty unforgivable.Years back, when I was around 38 or so, I worked around the villages around Lyon, going. She was out cold to the world. I was surprised that my cock was still hard and in need of some pussy. Looking down at her, I said to myself, "Ah fuck it, I'm fucking her... passed out or not."I moved over until I was on top of her and between her wide-open legs. I pulled the crotch of her little panties to the side again and rubbed the head of my cock up and down her wet slit, covering it with her hot pussy juice. Then I slowly pushed all the way inside her. She was so hot that I just about. Emphatically, yes.She looked deeply into his light blue eyes and smiled at him. He needed little more invitation. His hand went to his jeans and he slowly unzipped them. Her breath caught in her throat as she suddenly feared he would come in the room and expect to join them.And yet, she also feared that he wouldn't.But instead, he remained where he was just outside the door, and he pulled his cock free of his restrictive clothing. He left his jeans on his hips as his cock sprang forward, rock. She kept on sucking my cock while I reached overand pulled her derri�re towards me so that we were in a69 position, and started licking her soft, red-hotpussy. Suddenly Angela let out a scream, and her sweetlove juices ran out all over my face. She turned aroundto face me and fell on top of me. We kissed softlywhile I stroked her lovingly, tasting each othersjuices. By this time my cock had started to come aliveagain. I turned her over on her back and furiously kis-sed her while I.