She wrote about the city and the Eiffel Tower blinking like a Christmas tree at night. She told about sitting at a cafe on the Champs-Elysees sipping ...wine and people watching. Sandy described their boutique hotel as intimate and secluded with romantic French music coming from the plaza below their room. She gave every detail of the incredible sex she had with Andrew that night. Sandy remembered that her first time with Andrew was more like a training session but by that night in Paris, she had. ”Devin smiled and lamely replied, “Yeah...”Phil handed him the jump drive prompting him, “So like I said, there’s everything you need.”Anil’s look didn’t waiver from the young ingenue, “You know I didn’t ask about your job but I’ll tell you what, if you ever want to make a little extra money on the side, we could use a model for one of our promo shoots.”Devin’s eyes gaped, “Me? Model?”“Yeah sure, we make flyers for our parties all the time, it’s fun it’s flirty, you’d be a natural.”Phil. She was wearing a pair of thin fabric pants and a small tank-top. Even before I had an opportunity to completely take off my shoes, she grabbed my hand and was pulling me upstairs to her bedroom. As soon as we entered her room, she closed the door behind us and threw her arms around my shoulders and pushed her open lips against mine. We were both rubbing our hands up and down one another’s backs, with Christine sliding her hands underneath my shirt and peeling it over my head. I was relieved. I felt Lauren's soft hand start stroking the base of my shaft and it was more than I could stand. With a moan of rapture, I unloaded my seed into Lauren's waiting mouth. Six solid ropes later, she carefully lifted her head from me, doing her best not to lose a single drop."Show him what he did to you sis, show us both." Becky said as she stroked me to keep me hard. Lauren opened her mouth and showed us the pile of goo I gave her."Good girl, now swallow it. He loves that." She said. Lauren.