Long dark hair. Hour glass figures. Nice round ass and big perfect tits.She walked into the hotel bar in a belted burgundy satin romper with a zipper ...down the front. She had on high heels. She was trying to walk slow, but she couldn't keep those big tits from jostling.Her husband came in behind her. Chuck. He looked nervous. A fit Vietnamese hipster in a hoodie and skinny jeans.I'd already fucked his wife several times. But chuck and I had never met in person. He got the scraps when I sent her. The other females that strolled along the bridges gave her that knowing look, that said,“I pity you; you simple fool, giving up your body with so little regard for youth and true love in exchange for mere tutoring and the bindings of older generation ways.”Annie shook it all off her disinterested shoulders and looked out at the splendid views of a city and citizens bustling with energy and confidence in their superiority over any other location or populace on the planet. The Eiffel Tower in the. He continued sipping his drink and felt sip tasted differently than the last, yet each was just as incredible.The room came alive as Ben savored his drink. He leaned back in the large comfortable chair and put his feet on the ottoman in front of it and continued to sip his drink. He enjoyed the feeling of the room as candlelight danced and flickered around the room. The leather chair began to feel as if it too were alive. The huge chair was enveloping him, protecting him, snuggling him. The. I smiled and was pleased that this wasn’t a problem for him, that my familiar actions were still wanted. Why was I so insecure? I had been his steady lover for months … but, now there were females of his own species … and it made me wonder, I had to know my position. It wasn’t like I was necessarily going to run off and sulk; I just needed to know how I would fit into this pack, this social structure. I was alone here; the pack was good for me …As I stroked his cock tip and sheath, his cock.