Spanked in Paris

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"Dance with me Kristy," Dustin proposed.

Without hesitation or arguments, Kristy took his hand and rested her head on his wide shoulder. They moved slowly to the soft ballad and Dustin pressed her close to his broad chest. Her hair was fair and smelled like roses. He pressed her close and felt the fullness of her breasts.

He pulled back enough so he was looking into her eyes. Her eyes were a dark shade of blue and even in the dim street lights, their reflection gave off a sense of sadness. Dustin put her hand on his shoulders and caressed her face with the back of his hand.

Her nose was well crafted and it joined perfectly to her full, pink lips. He wanted to kiss her so bad. He rubbed her bottom lip with his thumb and she parted them slightly, all the while looking at his gorgeous face.

He'd held his hair up in a short pony-tail that left his face clear and revealed his perfected jaw line. His cheek twitched a bit as he pressed his teeth together. She wanted so bad to taste his gorgeous lips. She took her hand from his shoulder and caressed his cheek.

They danced slowly to the music as they stared into each other's eyes and after a short eternity, Dustin bent down and kissed her. He took her bottom lip and sucked it gently and passionately. She ran her hand to the back of his neck and pulled him to her, returning his kiss passionately and parting her lips to welcome his searching tongue.

Dustin kissed her deeply as he ran his hand down to her waist and pulled her in tight. Her vagina rubbed against his shaft and she felt it budge against his jeans. He pulled back and looked into her eyes.

"I want to show you something," he said as he took her ran and practically ran back to the hotel with her hand in his.

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