Like chocolate drizzled on cold vanilla ice cream, it ran up and down her lips, making her drip in the delicious combination of stiffness and heat. Sh... could smell a familiar soap and the Parisian night air of her lover. For a moment, it took her outside the room and out on to the Champs Elysee. Earlier in the evening, she’d held my hand as we looked towards the Tour Eiffel’s beckoning lights, she’d never felt closer to me, never more in love. My hard long thick cock pushed its way into her. Then we went back into the house. As he went in the bathroom (probably to wank off or something) I did some snooping. It was funny how Mrs. Monroe would walk around like she was so holy when she was at church, but as soon as I opened her drawers there was dirty lingerie. I searched deeper into the drawers and found handcuffs, a vibrating strap-on dildo, and some lube. When Mr. Monroe got out of the bathroom, I blindfolded him and handcuffed him to the bed. He asked me where I found them and I. More

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