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Sonia had been thought of ... And I was wondering if a good idea. Snow announced throughout the south of France, I saw his face tense, dimly lit by the dashboard, his eyes focused on the road while driving his Q6 to Cap d'Agde. She was the housekeeper, so we met in a sexual game of D / s. I am relieved that we were in a 4 × 4, I was worried his driving, stuck to the fence on the left, overtaking Tyrians and Trojans.

But there we were going. We had spoken to some knowledge of a trip to southern France, a weekend, two, three days ... and she did not work - it was low - as it could afford. And when we talked about the trip (to my people wanted me Templars and the Millau bridge), she said, condescending going anywhere, but I want to spend a night at Cap d'Agde and obey me there. Not the best night. End of Christmas, the middle of winter ...

First question: where to sleep ... there are two places in Cap d'Agde mythical, the "Hotel Eve", and the complex "Libertine" as they call the French, "Glamour," "le Jardin de l'Eden" and "Villa Romaine ". The hotel is three star Eve, and the Jardin de l'Eden are luxury apartments.

But do a bit of history, Sonia had never had experience of swinging, never seen another couple fuck up while we agree with our neighboring room, and apparently she liked it. He had told me that once was in an apartment with some friends, and if one had brought a boy, had gone into the bedroom, while they waited in the living room to finish. And if they had heard something, but did not know if she had imagined. But the experience of the last day in the hotel, had overturned, or at least, had changed the schemes. Or had warmed up.

So I asked one of the stages was Cap d'Agde, that if, after asking if I could get my submission hold your hand and / or kissing and / or play the guy as she fuck with another. And I highlight, of course, I was submissive, and therefore what she would do just let me do. To me to be an illusion on the approach, go to Cap d'Agde and rely on everything ... but Sonia Sonia is Love, so I must obey ... and as is required of me loves me resolve the quartermaster, if I'm wrong , and you can punish me. Submissive complicated life.

I chose the Hotel Eve. A little American brothel, neon, paintings of nudes on the walls. They give us the key to the room, and there we go. Hall, some doors open. And you see movement in a room. And flashes of camera. Also some movement in the halls. Couples who are watching us. We walked into our room, a little monk, but considering that it is France which are three stars are not going to expect great luxury. We put the TV ... porn channel. We look at the "amenities", not much, soap, liquid antiseptic for the mouth, and a note that says there distributor of condoms down the hall

(Continued)

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