He thought maybe he could make use of the cellar if things didn't work out with Sandy's operation but it would be a whole lot easier with her help and... she seemed willing enough so far at least.He headed back towards the Seine. He was lucky. Passing the Trocadero he saw a poster. The Orchestre de la Société des Concerts du Conservatoire were performing that night. Clegg decided to treat himself to an evening's culture.Wagner, Beethoven, Bruckner. The programme was predictable, Clegg guessed,. "Some activities are more fun with morepeople. It doesn't mean that I don't love you, Jacinta." ...Yeah, same here," I sigh, grinning as I link my fingers with myBFF's. "But we used to be able to fun when it was just the two of us,didn't we?" Of course," Ophelia replies. "It's just that that fun usually didn'ttake place inside a nightclub." My lips turn upwards into a wide grin asI immediately cotton on to what my BFF means.Less than 45 minutes later, the two of us are snuggling under. I lay on my back exhausted from being “Choked By Cum”. Mark then started kissing my nipples, I felt my Cock respond and it was instantly erect. Mark noticed then turned his attention to it. Oh My God it was amazing he was amazing and it wasn’t very long before I Cum in his mouth. He then let it drip out of his mouth onto my chest then he started massaging it into my chest, the hairs on it getting matted with my Cum and his saliva. We then fell asleep for an hours or so. When we woke Mark said. "I'm not much of a swimmer myself. Actually, I've never learned. Always lived in the city. That's why I like coming here so much," I carried on rambling, hoping someone would come in to the conversation so I could keep my mouth shut. "Good way to cool off after a game of rugby, I imagine. I fancy a shower myself, but if I could swim I'd be out there splashing about among the waves." That's a great idea," Jenny exclaimed, jumping up from her seat. "I haven't been swimming in ages. Come on guys..