I wanted so badly to lick her cunt.That’s what I did. My tongue started to massage her beautiful hard clit. Then as I worked her clit my hands reach...d for her tits and started to tweak her nipples between my fingers.Then I started to hear her moan. Fuck , I loved the sound of her telling me how fucking good she felt. Then I could feel her body start to spasm. I knew she wasn't far from an orgasm. She then took her hands and put them on my head and pressed my face hard into her cunt. I knew she. I squeal, panting as he plays with me. “What do you want, Alicia? You want my cock? Want me to pleasure you?” I nod and he draws his hand away. “Then ask me properly, Alicia.”I pale, realising I will get nothing until I do as he says and submit to him. “Please make me climax Master.” My cheeks burned with embarrassment, knowing the others could hear me. I kept my head firmly down so I didn’t have to look at them. A foolish, childish way of thinking. If I can’t see them, then they can’t see me.. Then, at last, the day arrived and found Robert waiting at the top of the stairs that led down to the Euro-Star platforms. The board showed destinations to Brussels , Lille and Paris . He had his ticket, standard class return to Paris tucked into the inside pocket of his blazer. He had chosen slacks, a linen shirt and the tan coloured jacket with deck shoes. He saw her emerging from the tube station staircase. She was head and shoulders above most of her fellow. Four people sat on the covered bench. An old man, a very scrawny youth, a fat man, and a young girl. The quartet looked up hopefully as Trent parked near the bench. He nodded his head and the quartet got into the bed of the pick up truck. Trent cursed himself for his reluctance, he didn’t want the old man or the girl, but didn’t like hurting their feelings either, so let them climb into the bed. ‘Oh well, find something for them to do,’ he thought to himself and drove out to the house on Robin.