Forty minutes later, I was comfortably seated in the back of a cab on the way to my hotel on the left bank. The place had a very friendly atmosphere, as gentleman after gentleman would come in, talk to one the girls for a few minutes, then leave with her. Indian porn He removed all my clothing and folded it neatly, then slipped the flimsy gown over my head, and carried me into bed. Then, jumping into a pair of sensible fuck-me pumps (suitable for walking) and glancing in the mirror for one last look, I head out. Ah well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. He places his hand on the back of my head and jams it back down onto his waving penis. In no time, he had spurted onto the carpet by the entrance to the room. It was late in the day, so I decided just to have a quick bite of dinner and call it a night. Was this seduction ploy going to work? The rest of my trip was consumed with sex and sightseeing the way only Paris can offer it – including a wonderful afternoon at the flea markets of Porte de Clignancourt (just as it’s spelled).
