.you didn’t did you?” Lisa smiled again. “Oh my God!” Tricia shouted out. Lisa raised herself up on the bed onto her knees and lifted her s...kirt to show Lisa her bottom. “Oh my God.” Tricia cried out again. “Dad did that?” Lisa smiled. “And much more.” Tricia stroked the welts on her bottom. “I’ll put some cream on for you later.” She told her. “He looks like he hits as hard your Dad hits me.” She added. Lisa said nothing as Tricia’s fingers strayed between her thighs and under her bottom. "How? Mr Hobson wouldn't tell us." There is a small shopping centre at the next stop on the RER," Ireplied. "That is where we got the gloves from. We noticed a photo shopthat superimposed people in front famous places." That's cheating," moaned Jessica, thinking of all the time she spenttrying to find the gloves. At least with the picture being digital theydidn't need to wait to get the picture developed."Probably," I giggled, "but it was within the rules." We've done a lot of the rides," said. My cock was so hard it hurt, so I buried it fully in Carrie’s waiting pussy. I watched as Jess turned her attention to Joan, and it was quickly clear that Joan was also impressed by her pussy eating skills. While I stroked slowly inside Carrie’s tight cunt, Jess was bringing Joan to a moaning climax with fingers and mouth. Joan suddenly whipped her legs up and gripped Jess head between her thighs, locking her heels under Jess arms and pulling her tighter, while her hands held Jess head. I let her go back first, as I did go to the bathroom to try to look the part of being ill, and to wash the taste of my sperm from my breath. I returned to my table, watching Leslee setting with her husband talking cheerfully, and told my wife that I was feeling better and she should get dessert, I would take mine to go and have it later the next day. She never suspected a thing as we ordered and I watch her finish, my eye never to far from Leslee, who was eating dessert also. As we were leaving.