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Arriving at the Gare St. Lazare, you'll be tempted to hop into one of the omnipresent Parisian taxis to carry you and all your luggage straight to your hotel. But before you do so, why not do what les Homemade Porn Parisiennes do? Take a quick walk over to Printemps or Lafayettes, the large department stores just around the corner from the train station, and pick out a selection of naughty French lingerie. It's one of my favourite activities when traveling to Paris, and this trip would be no exception. Don't worry if you don't speak French tres bien (tray bee-en). I've found that in the lingerie section, if you just pick one of the sales girls with very short hair and a pierced tongue, she'll be glad to help you out. On this day, my clerk was particularly helpful as homemade I was having trouble communicating my bra size. She expertly weighed each of my (rather large, I must admit) breasts with her nimble fingers, even tweaking my nipples into a hardened state ("so zat ah weel see what zey look lahk ondair all condee-see-ons", she explained professionally), then quite accurately pronounced them 38 Ds (which is what I thought I had said in the first place, but I guess my accent was just too much for her). She went through a similar ritual when I expressed an interest in buying some lacy panties, and again (with that classic roll of her pretty French eyes) as I requested stockings and garters. I finally settled on a red and black corset that left most of my breasts, including my nipples, exposed, a frilly pair of black crotchless panties, and long, black sheer nylon stockings. The corset had garter straps attached, so I was all set. I carefully pocketed the itemized invoice in my purse. Hold on to the invoice - it may busty come in handy later. Saying merci (mair-see) to the girl for all her valuable help, I now headed out to find a taxi. Forty minutes later, I was comfortably seated in the back of amateur a cab on the way to my hotel on the left bank. I paid the driver in cash, but if you're traveling on a budget, you'll usually find that the driver will accept a blowjob as full payment. At the hotel, I quickly checked into my room, and a dozen or so bellboys fought over my luggage. I selected one (based solely on the size of his bulge, I confess!) and we headed up to my room. On the elevator, he said, "Is madame aware zat 'er buttons are undone down to ze navvel?" Madame was not, and noticing that I had my purse in one hand, and my purchases in the other, the bellboy graciously did them up for me. In my room, I was embarrassed to discover that I had nothing smaller than a hundred euro note - which is much too big a tip even for a garcon who had helped me with my blouse. I thought about offering him a blowjob, but no: I had come to Paris this time with the express purpose of performing French sex at that most French of places, the Eiffel Tower. I was not going to spoil the delicious anticipation of that event before I had even closed the door to my room. Apprehensive that he would think I was short-tipping him, I quickly pulled his cock out of his bellboy trousers and proceeded to jerk him off. It was an impressive hunk of French sausage. In no time, he had spurted onto the carpet by the entrance to the room. He just stood there with a stunned look on his face for a moment, and I thought perhaps I had indeed stiffed him. Then he quickly said, "Ah weel send someone to clean zat up," and hurried out of the room. A few minutes later another bellboy arrived, and he quickly removed the mess. Then he stood at the door, with his hand out. I began to see a problem developing, and led him over to the toilet before I gave him his tip. 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I told him how I started feeling attracted to some of the guys at the gym. He had his dick laying up across his amateur sexy, yummy, rock hard abs and it was a close up. I could smell the spicy musk of the Mother Superior's pussy adorning her face. She was the epitome of a sweet woman who had been screwed over by her ex and as I was going through my best foreplay role, licking and sucking on her big nipples and playing with her pussy, she started crying and we sat the rest of the night talking and playing. It was dark out now homemade that the sun had set but with the pool lights and the patio busty lights it made the area viewable even if a bit dim. “Get in line.” He fired right back. “Relax, dude. He was humping her hard with her face buried between her tits. Kneeling, her head was at the same level as my pussy. "Carlos," huge tits he'd say, "you must have done something to piss those guys off. As evening drew closer, they sat close His warm thick spunk oozed between her fingers and splashed on the shower floor between them. Not waiting for a response, he continued, “Number eight, we will have a gymnastics unit in our class and I will bring a leotard to class, when asked." “Oh my god!” she shouted, “ that's absolutely fabulous. I opened my mouth and his tongue slid inside. “You heard me, you can leave, and next time don’t Homemade Porn toy with me when I’m about to cum.” She said, taking her seat behind her desk. At the bottom it said, "Bring a bathing suit." Kimiko closed the doors, plunging us into near darkness. She pushed him against the pole.