The hot stream of water cascades over us. You pick me up again and force me against the cold tiles. I wrap my legs tightly around you and your cock po...sitions perfectly, sliding into my wet hole. There is no slow build up, you just start fucking me hard, pounding against me, biting my neck hard. I dig my nails into your back as I hold on tightly.You pull my hair back, exposing my neck as you attack it. I scream in pleasure, driving my hips down onto your cock as hard as I can.'Cum,' you demand.. None of us said a word.We just held each other.There was a soft knock at the door.I pulled my robe up around me and went to the door. The girls moved to the edge of the bed.Katie and Carl stood there fidgeting. I invited them in. Melinda and Leah gave them each a hug."So ... um, what do we ... uh, do?" Katie asked.We had anticipated the awkwardness, so I fired up the blender. I think they were glad we didn't just strip down, jump into bed and start fucking.The five of us had packed a fair. At the sight of her legs wrapped around his waist I dropped my head, looking at the floor. Bill noticed this and got angry and told Lindsey to stand up and made her bend over. He then placed her hands on the back of my chair for balance and pulled her head up by her hair so that she was looking directly into my eyes only inches from my face. “Look at your wife while she takes my dick. Look at her!” He said as he began to plow into her from behind. Lindsey was whimpering with every thrust now,. "Kimberly gasped at Helen's words and covered her mouth with the splayed fingers of her hand, muffling her words and almost hiding the slight quaver in her voice."But no one lives in the Bois de Vincennes! I have heard that it is haunted and not a place where one should go for a casual stroll. I live in Montmartre and, while it is not a savory place to wander, I at least feel secure enough to walk the streets where I will during the hours of daylight. Madame, do you mean to tell me that you.