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Geneviève and Annie remained a few feet apart for the longest time. It seemed like neither lesbian was ready to make the first move, although both obviously wanted the other.
Annie was expecting that Isabelle had set her up with a friend of hers and that the evening would be filled with sex. She had put on a sexy nightie which Geneviève appreciated very much.
“It was Isabelle who told you where I live”, said Annie slowly, as if she had suddenly realized the implications.
“Yes. We settled a few things together and she was very generous in telling me where you stayed in Paris”, answered Geneviève.
“She is a very kind woman”, whispered Annie
Geneviève unbuttoned her blouse slowly, one button at a time. The two women maintained their distance as Annie walked to the other side of the bed. She watched Geneviève take off her blouse, then undoing her bra. Annie gasped as she remembered Geneviève’s lovely breasts. The storekeeper took off her linen belt and her skirt feel around her feet. She didn’t wait for a reaction from her former lover. She pulled down her panties and stepped out of them. She was naked, her full pubic bush attracting Annie’s gaze.
Annie undid the few buttons of her nightie and got naked also. Both women stepped on the unmade bed. The clash was so quick and violent that both women fell off the bed onto the carpeted floor. Neither screamed or pretended to be hurt. They kissed and rolled away from the bed, joined breasts to breasts, cunt to cunt, mouth to mouth. There was no room for preliminaries. The two lesbians had dreamed of this moment too often. Annie rolled on her back and opened her legs wide, inviting her lesbian lover to fuck her. Geneviève covered the dressmaker’s white body with hers and they resumed their kissing. Annie grabbed Geneviève’s lovely full buttocks with both hands, her fingers meeting in the butch’s asscrack. Both had images in their head of the times they had fucked many years ago and that excited them no end. Cunts paired perfectly. They had found their natural rhythm immediately. You never forgot after fucking for some years. The first orgasm was a little too quick. The two women were breathing heavily, covered in a thin coat of sweat. They remained in the same position, giving each other many small kisses, whispering words of love and dirty words. It may have been Annie who moved her hips first. It didn’t matter. Geneviève had also planned it. Annie still had her hands pulling her lover’s asscheeks apart, gently clawing at the moist bumpy hole. Breathing picked up again as the two lesbians got into gear and started to rub cunts again. This time Geneviève had Annie raised one asscheek then the other, as she slid her hands underneath her shorter lover’s buttocks. Both women were now grabbing ass as well as fucking. When they were lovers, they were both asslovers and lickers. They were silently reminding each other of this and promised further variants to their sexcapade. They moved faster for this second fuck and the mutual orgasm took even less time. One or both squirted as a spectator would have seen thighs glistening with the precious liquid, shining as thighs rubbed with thighs, spreading all over and making a sound when the fleshy thighs snapped away from each other. Lesbian connoisseurs will probably be surprised that there was no oral play to begin their sexual adventure. It is somewhat surprising, but one would have to be patient. After the second fuck, there was no rest and the lesbians got into a third round practically immediately. This time it lasted only a few minutes before they both exploded and squirted into each other hole as if they were trying to get each other pregnant. The lower part of their body was covered in the precious juice and that is when they went to the source with open mouth and loving tongue.
The 69 which followed the three fucking sessions was intense as glistening thighs transferred sticky cunt juice to the other’s hair and face. They rolled, mouths like vacuum cleaners, locked in a lesbian embrace which no one could have stopped.
They continued well into the night, repeating what they had done to each other many years ago and experimenting with new things, surprising each other, by how much they had learned and were enjoying. It got kinkier and kinkier. Geneviève had to credit Isabelle for showing her once prudish lover some interesting variants that even she, who had seen everything, was surprised to witness.
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Once he had settled in his room at the Hôtel de Vichy, Alain D. was ready for dinner. He had had a long train ride from Paris and was not in the mood to hunt for a restaurant. He had heard that the hotel one was quite acceptable. Alain was a young man of 30 who had quickly climbed the ladder at Renault, the car manufacturer. He was one of the prominent salesmen in the Paris office and, since he was fluent in German, he had been chosen to meet with the German representatives in the Occupied zone. His first stop was Vichy. He planned to stay there was at least a week.
Alain was single and liked men. On the other hand, he was quite shy and was still feeling a little worried when he approached another man for sex. He was not out of the closet. He had never had a real affair but mainly some overnight contacts in Paris, staying away of course from people he worked with. He was looking forward to a trip outside Paris and his libido increased when he walked around the lobby, looking at these handsome bell boys. Alain was not only young but also handsome with short black hair and a thin mustache. He was slight in built but quite athletic. He was a bottom but a masculine one. He entered the restaurant and took a table for two which looked over half the restaurant. He started looking at the menu and noticed that many of the tables were occupied by Germans in uniform (the Germans were always in uniform when in public). He had not thought of approaching a German officer for sex, especially since he would be dealing with them over the next few days. A mistake, a misleading signal to the wrong person, could jeopardize his whole trip, even his entire career.
After a few minutes, he ordered the fish of the day and was happy to be able to eat a good meal, after the food shortages in Paris. As he was speaking with the waiter, he noticed a middle-age man sitting a few rows from him. He hadn’t noticed him as he entered. The man was well-dressed and probably in his 40s. He was obviously French and probably a civil servant. The man had ordered some wine with dinner and looked at Alain with interest as he sipped his drink. Alain looked at him and their eyes met. It took only a few seconds for the message to be sent and received. Both men had told the other he was interested and available. Just a look was enough between experienced men. Alain was proud of himself. The remaining time was spent in examining each other while the other wasn’t looking or pretended not to look.
After dinner, they both finished their wine and had a cigarette. The waiter came over to Alain and handed him a piece of paper: “9 PM – Room 416 – René”. Alain had a date. It was 8 PM. Both men left separately. Alain took a shower and smoked again then brushed his teeth. He was nervous. He began to dress then changed his mind. He was on the same floor. He put on a bathrobe and remained naked underneath.
At 9 PM he knocked on the door of Room 416. René opened the door and smiled. He was also dressed in the hotel bathrobe. His host offered Alain to share a glass of cognac with him. The two men sat on chairs facing each other. The bathrobes slipped and showed legs. The men couldn’t hold back any longer. They both put their glass on a table and threw their robe on the floor. Naked, they admired each other’s body for a minute. Then they clasped in a bear hug, kissing and grabbing ass. They muttered a few words between kisses, something about wanting each other all during dinner. Cocks were touching and fully erect. Alain knelt in front of René and took his rod in his mouth. It was not long but thick. He sucked while René put his hands on his lover’s head. After a few minutes, René held Alain by the shoulders and pulled him up. The older man got on his knees and sucked on Alain’s cock. He took his lover’s balls in his mouth. He got up and they kissed again. The men got on the bed and took the traditional 69 position. This time they kept up a rhythm which made clear their willingness to come in each other’s mouth. Both had experienced – René certainly more often – the exhilarating experience of having a cock spurt in your mouth. The men sucking faster and faster until they both exploded in the other’s mouth. They sucked knobs and gulped, licking what was dripping. Finally, René joined his lover and they kissed and hugged. Roles were made clear. René had guessed his lover would receive him. When they felt their cock rising again, after a little sucking of nipples and more kissing, Alain took his position on all fours and closed his eyes. René started by kissing his small round buttocks, then moved to the crack and licked his lover’s hole. He licked well and deep. Alain moaned. René turned him on his back and got on top of him. Somewhere, somehow, they had decided to fuck missionary-style. Alain was not used to this position but wanted to try it. René was an expert and moved the younger man’s body around like it was a feather, lifting his legs up and resting them on his shoulders. René moved his cock in position and lowered his upper body against Alain’s so they could kiss. Alain was tongue-kissed and cock-fucked at the same time. The two men fucked as if they had done this many times before. René came first, soon followed by Alain who squirted on his stomach. The rest of the time was spent kissing and exchanging dirty talk, promising each other an even better fuck next time.
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“Who is this girl ?”, asked Monika
“She is the French representative who sits on our Security Committee”, answered Tessa
“She is sublime”, whispered Monika who was nearly shaking with lust
“Unfortunately, she is not one of us”, added Tessa smiling.
The lady who was so admired by the two German lesbians was Antoinette Girard who had been quite high up in the hierarchy as a civil servant before the war. She was in her early 40s. Blonde, wide forehead, upturned nose, small mouth with a modest coat of lipstick, Antoinette or Toinette as she was called, had a beautiful body with full but medium-sized breasts, a narrow waist and lovely pear-shaped buttocks which was just the right size to go with the rest of her. She was not engaged nor was she seeing anyone, as far as the security people could find out. Her life had been well-examined as well as her relations, as she was a witness to many decisions made by the German Committee which she sat on. Tessa had hired a cute young hooker who had made a pass at Toinette at a bar and was slapped in the face for her attempts. Tessa tried again with a lesbian who worked in a dress shop. Hints of lesbian contacts with the lady were dismissed by Toinette.
Monika and Tessa had not given up. Monika was going to put Toinette through hell to get her to submit to the German lesbians’ desires.
A few days later, as Toinette was leaving the building she worked in, she was accosted by two SS policemen who asked her to follow them. She was put into a car and carried off to the local women’s prison. Toinette protested as soon as she entered the prison. She was undressed and given a frock like the other prisoners. The women’s prison was a civilian prison before the war and had continued after the Occupation. The women were not political prisoners or members of the Resistance. They were criminals guilty of theft, prostitution, disorderly conduct, fraud, etc..There was a special prison for male political prisoners but not one for women. Toinette found herself amongst a group of women she was not used to being associated with.
She was brought to an interrogation room and questioned about leaks involving German security. The Germans accused her of giving information to the Resistance which sent them to the Free French in England by radio. Toinette was not harmed and she swore she was innocent. She asked for a lawyer and was promised one. She was isolated from the prison population since the authorities were afraid she would be lesbian gang ****d.
After of few days of this regime, she was again brought into a room which had a bed and two chairs. Monika and Tessa walked in as Toinette was brought into the room handcuffed and wearing only her prison frock. She still looked beautiful. Monika asked the guard to take off the French woman’s handcuffs.
“Don’t worry”, said Monika, “You will be liberated soon as we found out who was your female lover”.
“She had nothing to do with it. She never gave me any information. She….”, yelled Toinette before she started to cry.
“She is the one who came to us admitting to the affair”, said Tessa smiling
“We suspect you are innocent, and that Ursula never told you anything”, continued Tessa.
“There is something I would love to know”, started Monika,”Why did you turn down any other lesbian offer you received ?”
“Because I didn’t want to cheat on Ursula, because I love her’, answered Toinette, raising her head.
Monika began to undress. Tessa raised her tight skirt, reached under it and pulled down her short panties. Toinette looked at the two German women and smiled. She knew what was expected of her. She unbuttoned her frock and lay down on the bed naked. Both German lesbians swallowed hard as they looked at the perfect body.
“After this you will released. This incident will not appear on your record and you will be reinstated in your position with the German government’s apologies. “, said Monika in an official voice as she was taking off her panties and bra.
“But you must allow Tessa and I to join you and Ursula, at irregular intervals, for some lesbian pleasure in a secluded place or a secret hotel room. Otherwise you are going to stay in prison and be charged with treason and executed”, added Monika as she climbed naked on the bed.
Toinette knew these ladies were not joking. Besides she was a full-fledged lesbian since she was a teenager. She even felt aroused as Monika’s mouth began to lick her cunt lips. Tessa straddled the French lesbian from the other end and opened her thighs over Toinette’s head, lowering her wet cunt over her face. Tessa closed her eyes as Toinette tongued her cunt hole and lips. Tessa moved her cunt back and forth over the French girl’s nose and mouth. Monika was mounting the French lesbian, sucking her tits while cunts touched. Monika raised her face to Tessa and Tessa bent down as the two German lesbians kissed. Toinette was being fucked as Ursula had fucked her many times. She grabbed Monika’s buttocks with both hands and kissed her forced lover. Monika was surprised at the reception and moved her hips faster and faster against the French beauty’s cunt. Monika came hard, followed by Toinette and Tessa who sprayed Toinette’s face with juice.
As Toinette was led to her cell to get her clothes, Monika and Tessa were pleased with the outcome of this affair and looked forward to a foursome with Toinette and Ursula.
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Annie didn’t get to see much of Paris. Geneviève and Annie walked around a bit but were always keen to go back to the hotel for more sex. The weekend went by quickly. Orgasms were numerous. Annie was exhausted when she boarded the train. Geneviève was staying a few more days on business. She didn’t tell Annie what her business was, as she would not have been happy. Geneviève was meeting with friends of Tessa and Monika. No need to tell you what the meeting was about.
TO BE CONTINUED
Geneviève and Annie remained a few feet apart for the longest time. It seemed like neither lesbian was ready to make the first move, although both obviously wanted the other.
Annie was expecting that Isabelle had set her up with a friend of hers and that the evening would be filled with sex. She had put on a sexy nightie which Geneviève appreciated very much.
“It was Isabelle who told you where I live”, said Annie slowly, as if she had suddenly realized the implications.
“Yes. We settled a few things together and she was very generous in telling me where you stayed in Paris”, answered Geneviève.
“She is a very kind woman”, whispered Annie
Geneviève unbuttoned her blouse slowly, one button at a time. The two women maintained their distance as Annie walked to the other side of the bed. She watched Geneviève take off her blouse, then undoing her bra. Annie gasped as she remembered Geneviève’s lovely breasts. The storekeeper took off her linen belt and her skirt feel around her feet. She didn’t wait for a reaction from her former lover. She pulled down her panties and stepped out of them. She was naked, her full pubic bush attracting Annie’s gaze.
Annie undid the few buttons of her nightie and got naked also. Both women stepped on the unmade bed. The clash was so quick and violent that both women fell off the bed onto the carpeted floor. Neither screamed or pretended to be hurt. They kissed and rolled away from the bed, joined breasts to breasts, cunt to cunt, mouth to mouth. There was no room for preliminaries. The two lesbians had dreamed of this moment too often. Annie rolled on her back and opened her legs wide, inviting her lesbian lover to fuck her. Geneviève covered the dressmaker’s white body with hers and they resumed their kissing. Annie grabbed Geneviève’s lovely full buttocks with both hands, her fingers meeting in the butch’s asscrack. Both had images in their head of the times they had fucked many years ago and that excited them no end. Cunts paired perfectly. They had found their natural rhythm immediately. You never forgot after fucking for some years. The first orgasm was a little too quick. The two women were breathing heavily, covered in a thin coat of sweat. They remained in the same position, giving each other many small kisses, whispering words of love and dirty words. It may have been Annie who moved her hips first. It didn’t matter. Geneviève had also planned it. Annie still had her hands pulling her lover’s asscheeks apart, gently clawing at the moist bumpy hole. Breathing picked up again as the two lesbians got into gear and started to rub cunts again. This time Geneviève had Annie raised one asscheek then the other, as she slid her hands underneath her shorter lover’s buttocks. Both women were now grabbing ass as well as fucking. When they were lovers, they were both asslovers and lickers. They were silently reminding each other of this and promised further variants to their sexcapade. They moved faster for this second fuck and the mutual orgasm took even less time. One or both squirted as a spectator would have seen thighs glistening with the precious liquid, shining as thighs rubbed with thighs, spreading all over and making a sound when the fleshy thighs snapped away from each other. Lesbian connoisseurs will probably be surprised that there was no oral play to begin their sexual adventure. It is somewhat surprising, but one would have to be patient. After the second fuck, there was no rest and the lesbians got into a third round practically immediately. This time it lasted only a few minutes before they both exploded and squirted into each other hole as if they were trying to get each other pregnant. The lower part of their body was covered in the precious juice and that is when they went to the source with open mouth and loving tongue.
The 69 which followed the three fucking sessions was intense as glistening thighs transferred sticky cunt juice to the other’s hair and face. They rolled, mouths like vacuum cleaners, locked in a lesbian embrace which no one could have stopped.
They continued well into the night, repeating what they had done to each other many years ago and experimenting with new things, surprising each other, by how much they had learned and were enjoying. It got kinkier and kinkier. Geneviève had to credit Isabelle for showing her once prudish lover some interesting variants that even she, who had seen everything, was surprised to witness.
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Once he had settled in his room at the Hôtel de Vichy, Alain D. was ready for dinner. He had had a long train ride from Paris and was not in the mood to hunt for a restaurant. He had heard that the hotel one was quite acceptable. Alain was a young man of 30 who had quickly climbed the ladder at Renault, the car manufacturer. He was one of the prominent salesmen in the Paris office and, since he was fluent in German, he had been chosen to meet with the German representatives in the Occupied zone. His first stop was Vichy. He planned to stay there was at least a week.
Alain was single and liked men. On the other hand, he was quite shy and was still feeling a little worried when he approached another man for sex. He was not out of the closet. He had never had a real affair but mainly some overnight contacts in Paris, staying away of course from people he worked with. He was looking forward to a trip outside Paris and his libido increased when he walked around the lobby, looking at these handsome bell boys. Alain was not only young but also handsome with short black hair and a thin mustache. He was slight in built but quite athletic. He was a bottom but a masculine one. He entered the restaurant and took a table for two which looked over half the restaurant. He started looking at the menu and noticed that many of the tables were occupied by Germans in uniform (the Germans were always in uniform when in public). He had not thought of approaching a German officer for sex, especially since he would be dealing with them over the next few days. A mistake, a misleading signal to the wrong person, could jeopardize his whole trip, even his entire career.
After a few minutes, he ordered the fish of the day and was happy to be able to eat a good meal, after the food shortages in Paris. As he was speaking with the waiter, he noticed a middle-age man sitting a few rows from him. He hadn’t noticed him as he entered. The man was well-dressed and probably in his 40s. He was obviously French and probably a civil servant. The man had ordered some wine with dinner and looked at Alain with interest as he sipped his drink. Alain looked at him and their eyes met. It took only a few seconds for the message to be sent and received. Both men had told the other he was interested and available. Just a look was enough between experienced men. Alain was proud of himself. The remaining time was spent in examining each other while the other wasn’t looking or pretended not to look.
After dinner, they both finished their wine and had a cigarette. The waiter came over to Alain and handed him a piece of paper: “9 PM – Room 416 – René”. Alain had a date. It was 8 PM. Both men left separately. Alain took a shower and smoked again then brushed his teeth. He was nervous. He began to dress then changed his mind. He was on the same floor. He put on a bathrobe and remained naked underneath.
At 9 PM he knocked on the door of Room 416. René opened the door and smiled. He was also dressed in the hotel bathrobe. His host offered Alain to share a glass of cognac with him. The two men sat on chairs facing each other. The bathrobes slipped and showed legs. The men couldn’t hold back any longer. They both put their glass on a table and threw their robe on the floor. Naked, they admired each other’s body for a minute. Then they clasped in a bear hug, kissing and grabbing ass. They muttered a few words between kisses, something about wanting each other all during dinner. Cocks were touching and fully erect. Alain knelt in front of René and took his rod in his mouth. It was not long but thick. He sucked while René put his hands on his lover’s head. After a few minutes, René held Alain by the shoulders and pulled him up. The older man got on his knees and sucked on Alain’s cock. He took his lover’s balls in his mouth. He got up and they kissed again. The men got on the bed and took the traditional 69 position. This time they kept up a rhythm which made clear their willingness to come in each other’s mouth. Both had experienced – René certainly more often – the exhilarating experience of having a cock spurt in your mouth. The men sucking faster and faster until they both exploded in the other’s mouth. They sucked knobs and gulped, licking what was dripping. Finally, René joined his lover and they kissed and hugged. Roles were made clear. René had guessed his lover would receive him. When they felt their cock rising again, after a little sucking of nipples and more kissing, Alain took his position on all fours and closed his eyes. René started by kissing his small round buttocks, then moved to the crack and licked his lover’s hole. He licked well and deep. Alain moaned. René turned him on his back and got on top of him. Somewhere, somehow, they had decided to fuck missionary-style. Alain was not used to this position but wanted to try it. René was an expert and moved the younger man’s body around like it was a feather, lifting his legs up and resting them on his shoulders. René moved his cock in position and lowered his upper body against Alain’s so they could kiss. Alain was tongue-kissed and cock-fucked at the same time. The two men fucked as if they had done this many times before. René came first, soon followed by Alain who squirted on his stomach. The rest of the time was spent kissing and exchanging dirty talk, promising each other an even better fuck next time.
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“Who is this girl ?”, asked Monika
“She is the French representative who sits on our Security Committee”, answered Tessa
“She is sublime”, whispered Monika who was nearly shaking with lust
“Unfortunately, she is not one of us”, added Tessa smiling.
The lady who was so admired by the two German lesbians was Antoinette Girard who had been quite high up in the hierarchy as a civil servant before the war. She was in her early 40s. Blonde, wide forehead, upturned nose, small mouth with a modest coat of lipstick, Antoinette or Toinette as she was called, had a beautiful body with full but medium-sized breasts, a narrow waist and lovely pear-shaped buttocks which was just the right size to go with the rest of her. She was not engaged nor was she seeing anyone, as far as the security people could find out. Her life had been well-examined as well as her relations, as she was a witness to many decisions made by the German Committee which she sat on. Tessa had hired a cute young hooker who had made a pass at Toinette at a bar and was slapped in the face for her attempts. Tessa tried again with a lesbian who worked in a dress shop. Hints of lesbian contacts with the lady were dismissed by Toinette.
Monika and Tessa had not given up. Monika was going to put Toinette through hell to get her to submit to the German lesbians’ desires.
A few days later, as Toinette was leaving the building she worked in, she was accosted by two SS policemen who asked her to follow them. She was put into a car and carried off to the local women’s prison. Toinette protested as soon as she entered the prison. She was undressed and given a frock like the other prisoners. The women’s prison was a civilian prison before the war and had continued after the Occupation. The women were not political prisoners or members of the Resistance. They were criminals guilty of theft, prostitution, disorderly conduct, fraud, etc..There was a special prison for male political prisoners but not one for women. Toinette found herself amongst a group of women she was not used to being associated with.
She was brought to an interrogation room and questioned about leaks involving German security. The Germans accused her of giving information to the Resistance which sent them to the Free French in England by radio. Toinette was not harmed and she swore she was innocent. She asked for a lawyer and was promised one. She was isolated from the prison population since the authorities were afraid she would be lesbian gang ****d.
After of few days of this regime, she was again brought into a room which had a bed and two chairs. Monika and Tessa walked in as Toinette was brought into the room handcuffed and wearing only her prison frock. She still looked beautiful. Monika asked the guard to take off the French woman’s handcuffs.
“Don’t worry”, said Monika, “You will be liberated soon as we found out who was your female lover”.
“She had nothing to do with it. She never gave me any information. She….”, yelled Toinette before she started to cry.
“She is the one who came to us admitting to the affair”, said Tessa smiling
“We suspect you are innocent, and that Ursula never told you anything”, continued Tessa.
“There is something I would love to know”, started Monika,”Why did you turn down any other lesbian offer you received ?”
“Because I didn’t want to cheat on Ursula, because I love her’, answered Toinette, raising her head.
Monika began to undress. Tessa raised her tight skirt, reached under it and pulled down her short panties. Toinette looked at the two German women and smiled. She knew what was expected of her. She unbuttoned her frock and lay down on the bed naked. Both German lesbians swallowed hard as they looked at the perfect body.
“After this you will released. This incident will not appear on your record and you will be reinstated in your position with the German government’s apologies. “, said Monika in an official voice as she was taking off her panties and bra.
“But you must allow Tessa and I to join you and Ursula, at irregular intervals, for some lesbian pleasure in a secluded place or a secret hotel room. Otherwise you are going to stay in prison and be charged with treason and executed”, added Monika as she climbed naked on the bed.
Toinette knew these ladies were not joking. Besides she was a full-fledged lesbian since she was a teenager. She even felt aroused as Monika’s mouth began to lick her cunt lips. Tessa straddled the French lesbian from the other end and opened her thighs over Toinette’s head, lowering her wet cunt over her face. Tessa closed her eyes as Toinette tongued her cunt hole and lips. Tessa moved her cunt back and forth over the French girl’s nose and mouth. Monika was mounting the French lesbian, sucking her tits while cunts touched. Monika raised her face to Tessa and Tessa bent down as the two German lesbians kissed. Toinette was being fucked as Ursula had fucked her many times. She grabbed Monika’s buttocks with both hands and kissed her forced lover. Monika was surprised at the reception and moved her hips faster and faster against the French beauty’s cunt. Monika came hard, followed by Toinette and Tessa who sprayed Toinette’s face with juice.
As Toinette was led to her cell to get her clothes, Monika and Tessa were pleased with the outcome of this affair and looked forward to a foursome with Toinette and Ursula.
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Annie didn’t get to see much of Paris. Geneviève and Annie walked around a bit but were always keen to go back to the hotel for more sex. The weekend went by quickly. Orgasms were numerous. Annie was exhausted when she boarded the train. Geneviève was staying a few more days on business. She didn’t tell Annie what her business was, as she would not have been happy. Geneviève was meeting with friends of Tessa and Monika. No need to tell you what the meeting was about.
TO BE CONTINUED
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