The both of them stared at each other in surprise. Both were unable to say a thing. Mizuki then saw what she had only been teased with last night: a t...hick cock, still glistening from the water of the shower. A girthy shaft with mighty veins that was at least 5.8 inches. A big pair of balls, the ones responsible for soiling his pajamas mere hours ago. Finally, a mean looking tip that would kiss her insides with love. Mizuki could only stare, she now knew what it was like when horny men had seen. The moment I touched her face it felt like someone had smacked me in the head with a two-by-four at the same instant a prizefighter punched me in the gut. It was all there still, in her head and now hammering into mine, every moment of her ordeal in horrifying clarity, in a split-second yet somehow slow-motion instant replay.In a tiny fraction of a second, I felt her surprise as her foot slid on the wet rocks, her shock and dismay as she tumbled into the icy, fast-moving water, her mounting. My lips parted to let Susies tongue in. Susie squeezed my hard breasts and both of us began to breathe more heavily as our mouths finally came apart. She kissed my neck, ear,, and shoulders. She cradled one luscious hard breast in her palm and lowered he mouth to my nipple. She explored it licking, flicking, and teasing it with he lips, then sucking it all the way into her mouth. I held Susies head in my hands, watching, sighing softly, and then panting more excitedly. Susie know habving been. "Auh, you are so strong," she added grabbing my arm through my jacket. "You should carry me around for the rest of the night!"It seemed that the French were so into curvatures, not only in their architecture, but also in the way that they speak, because even her words seemed ovular to me, round, dragging out in different places than my ears were used to hearing, sharper in some places than in others, but as beautiful to my ears as she was to my eyes.She had gently soft blonde hair, pulled back.