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It is a beautiful warm spring day when your jet touches down at Orly Airport. The ultra-sexy stewardess who has pampered you, flirted with you and flaunted her curvaceous body at you by brushing against you every time she passed by gives you another tempting look. She might even have a uniform on, but you see her as you want to see her. She positions herself semi-blocking the aisle so that you have to rub her full-length. She is firm but yielding and is slightly perfumed. As you pass, her hand 'accidentally' strokes the woody that you are sporting unabashedly. Your hands, lips and tongue would like to stroke every inch of her. You exchange winks, then you are out into the terminal. You take the train into Paris.


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What a lovely day to be alive and walking down the Avenue Des Champs-Elysées. Along the walk, you stop at a streetside bistro. The Parisian Waiter is truly an asshole, but then you expected that and might have been disappointed if he weren't. He initially brings you a stale bun and a glass of syrupy red wine, when he knew damn well that you had ordered a croissant and espresso. As he passes by again your elbow inadvertently swings into the aisle at groin level, as you attempt to flag him down to correct your order. Isn't it amazing how his command of English improves after that? None the less, the watercress croissant is delicious, and the Arabian espresso is invigorating. As you savor the flavors, the warmth of spring sunshine adds heat to your swelling dick. You watch as the stylish shoppers swivel by in their haute couture. You gaze at the high fashion models slim waifs with pert breasts and long lean legs. Of course your vision of what would be chiq this year is tres-casual with a hint of hooter.



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You decide to do some tourist things in The City of Lights. You march under the Arc d' Triomph like a conquering invader casting your eyes about for a sweet young thing to ravish. Your prurient thoughts could land you in la Bastille. Natually, you see the Notre Dame Cathedral. You ponder briefly whether there really was a hunch-back who lived there. Then you ponder what it would be like to hump a gypsy Esmerelda. You ride and walk up the Eiffel Tower chuckling to yourself that it is one large skeletal erection. As you climb the stairs another Parisian attraction draws your attention, and hers to a similarly erected bone.





Finally your wandering brings you to the steps of the Louvre. Art students from la Sorbonne to gain inspiration from the models of the masterpieces. Such awe-inspiring models are masterful pieces that could easily give you a sore bone. Of course you are a connoisseur of fine art and you know what you like. The day slips into dusk, as you stand like David enrapt by the moaning Lisa.




Please do step inside the most famous museum of art to spend some wonderful hours enraptured by wondrous beauty. (But remember to BOOKMARK FIRST so you can return to your guided tour.)


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It is time to continue the tour with an evening in Paris. You enter a discotheque of spinning lights and colored spandex. Revealing bodysuits that fit like French letters, summer dresses that swirl high or ride up. Open blouses titillate. You decide to stroll further down the boulevard. You enter a dingy bar and a champagne girl takes you to a corner booth. You order a bottle of the finest Dom Perignon, and she swoons. You ask her to dance and she wraps herself around you like a mink coat. Slow dancing she rides your leg pressing her large soft boobs into your chest and greases your thigh with her sticky wet panties. Back at the dim booth she nibbles at your ears and neck while your hands snake under her dress and into her blouse. Just as your roving fingers find the glory hole, it is time to order another bottle and dance again. You think that you should decline but that is next to impossible as she has both hands in your shorts fondling your equipment. So you order another bottle and dance again, this time even closer. You realize that this foreplay is not ever going to equal one in one or even sixty-nine. Hot as this girl seems, she is a professional at teasing and but not coming across. You decide to leave. She pouts and displays more of her assets but you pay your sizable tab and return to the street.





You find yourself at the Moulin Rouge, the birthplace of the Cancan with its show of a thousand costumes and a Hundred girls, singers and acrobats. Then to the Crazy Horse Saloon where bare-breasted girls gyrate through erotic routines. The burlesque is the decadence of an earlier age, but stimulating. It's late and you have had a long hard day of being hard and long. You just want to slip into something warm and "coozy". So check into your hotel and call for the SPECIAL room service!




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