I smell an intoxicating aroma of her sex. She pushes her finger against my lips harder, until her finger is inside my mouth. I can’t help but lick i...t.A quick lick of her finger suddenly turns to a sucking, desperate for more and more. I now need that taste. She notices me sucking on her finger instantly and starts to pull it out of my mouth, much to my dismay and pouting.“Don’t worry honey,” she whispers at me. “You’ll get your turn soon enough.”She pulls the covers over her head and. The initial finger soon joined by a second, stretching her slightly, making her move around to better accommodate the twin digits. Her own hand started to softly pump my cock which now began to regain its strength. Rarely had I enjoyed two climaxes close together but the sheer eroticism of this evening provided all the strength I needed to pump blood back into my member.The action of my fingers were now more urgent, alternating between caresses to Heather’s clit and inner walls, and jabbing. . I tried to slide panty down.. She stopped me and shouted at me saying you’ve seen it . Stop now and sleep ,don’t touch me now… but I didn’t listen saying it’s ok.. last time please allow me to see it without undies once .. won’t do anything after this..with her hands forcing me out .. I moved her panty down forcefully and kissed her hairy pussy put my tongue inside… She was in a state of shock having seen me doing all this and I could taste cum from vagina now. She was closing her eyes crying. For her, Paris is the city of the night. A city of perverse and excruciating passions and pleasures, of driven hungers and dark minds, of exquisite perversions and sheer sensuality, drawing her like a moth to flame. ~~ "Cyn." His deep, husky voice purrs at her ear, heated breath stroking her senses. "What are you thinking?" She turns to him with a soft shiver, pulled from her reverie, gazing at his dark, charismatic face, feeling the pull of his personality in the silver gleam of his eyes..