He slapped her ass again, harder. "God damn, I love that I own this sweet piece," he said. He pulled most of the way out and nudged her legs together ...with his knees.The pressure went way up for both of them. Jared forced himself back into his wife. "Oh god, that feels incredible!" she moaned. She twisted her hands in the comforter and pushed her ass into him.The wet friction as he slowly sawed into her honeypot several more times was lighting her nerves on fire.Jared knew Stacy was ready to. Beneath the glass pyramids of the Louvre, Adam made sure I hiked my skirt higher than necessary as I took the stairs so anyone behind us would be able to see the treasures usually hidden underneath. It was debauch and I swear the Mona Lisa's expression seemed judgemental.While we ate lunch, I thought maybe a respite would be in order, but I was wrong. In a crowded and noisy café I was instructed to slide two fingers inside myself beneath the table and feed Adam the contents. "Just to check you. Then he showed his cruel face and said that she is his wife from now and he made her like a prostitute, bitch and a cheap slut..I asked why he wants to do that like, because he wants to take revenge on her…..He told me that if you want to see your mother fucked just come with me, or this is the last sight of your mother…..I had no option to leave her, so I told him that I will follow his words….Narayanasamy said that, hereafter she is not your mother, He has many fantasies to experience using. "They exchanged salutes and Dan headed off for his room. He carefully hung up his gear, then sat down heavily on the rickety chair. He pulled his boots off and wiggled his toes. His eyes strayed to the fat envelope sitting on the desk next to him, surrounded by pictures. He checked his watch. It was nearly 1 AM local time, therefore it WAS Christmas. He decided to postpone his present until he had taken a shower.Still, he stretched out his hand and ran his fingers over the thick oversize.