.The fantasy of room 520. Pierre awaited this moment with excitement. Here he is finally approaching room 520 whose numbers echo in his head like an endless chorus. “520, 520, 520…” he whispers to the rhythm of her steps. Lost in his naughty thoughts, Pierre almost collides with a man in a suit in the hallway. The latter then measures him with a smirk and then passes him.Finally ... more than a few meters before the door of the room, the last bulwark towards a moment of intense pleasure.Pierre glances left and then right. The man in the suit stares at him one last time, then steps into the elevator. Strange but what does it matter because the stake of the moment is elsewhere.In front of the door, his hand on the doorknob, Pierre is immediately seized by the moans emanating from the room. He thinks he recognizes the little crystalline cries of Mary, partially covered with more hoarse noises.Astonished, Pierre pushes open the half-open door. The scene which presents itself to Pierre immediately seizes him.In the room that night is beginning to darken, Marie is enthroned there, on the bed, on all fours.The bedside lamps placed near the bed diffuse a fine but warm light that envelops her offered body.The little cries were his. Because Marie waves a little purple vibrator on her lace panties, charming attention from Pierre during a previous meeting.Pierre admires his wife in action. Her thighs are wide apart and her buttocks are well lifted. Her chin rests on a pillow. The arch that starts from her back and slides down to her delicate shoulders draws a divine wave.Too busy with the spectacle offered by Marie, Pierre does not immediately notice that the bedroom television is on. The scrolling images show first a woman with a BCBG look being caressed by the hands of a handsome black man with a muscular build, then shots more and more tightened on her crotch that her lover seems to covet with envy and greed. . The woman's slit seems so wet that she must have already been taken with force by the man.Pierre then understands that the deaf noises he heard in front of the door were nothing other than the expressions of pleasure of this actor with the silhouette carved in ebony ...

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