The ride back to Hôtel Barrière seemed to take an eternity, even though it was only a few miles away. I felt lost in my husband Jacque's touch and as we pulled up to the front of the hotel my dress was still open, and I was reveling in his knowing fingers on my swollen clit. As the doorman opened the car door to greet us, he was met with the view of Jacque kissing me and my breasts in
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