The Atlas is certainly the last erotic cinema in Paris. His afternoon sessions see a lot of men there, most of them from the Maghreb or black people who come to find there a place of meetings and hidden caresses ... I love to go there some afternoons, entirely transvestite and myself. make it sprite in the room or in the squalid toilets located in the access corridor.To flirt and hang up, you have to go and sit in the room, brushing against the men who remain standing, leaning against the wall to supervise the meetings and subdue the caresses which are exchanged between spectators. Pass in front of them, brush against them while arousing their caresses in the process, encourage them to follow you in the halo that your feminine perfume gives off ...When I reach the toilet, I like to lean against the dirty ceramic, open my jacket a little, and unbutton my panther silk bodice, thus revealing my black lace camisole and the tips of my breasts which dart between the lace interlaces. . Then a man or two, sometimes three, blacks and North Africans join me there. I look at them while passing my tongue over my scarlet lips, then I slowly lower my short black stretch skirt on my knees then on my ankles, I raise the edge of my camisole, thus offering to their eager eyes the bump that tightens my thong black veil ... I turn to face the wall so that they discover the large heart-shaped cutout which completely frees my buttocks from the thong, like an offering for their agile hands which hasten to rest on my body as well exposed ...Fingers then slip between my buttocks lobes interfering in the heart of my privacy; fingers wiggle, rotate and gently distend my ass rings, while other hands have crept up to my chest, titillating my breasts, pinching and stretching my nipples, slowly building my arousal ... I start to moan gently, a hand lands on my neck and draws my face to that of a handsome Arab who suddenly puts his lips on mine, sliding his nimble tongue deep into my mouth, twisting around mine in a hot kiss . I spread my thighs as far as possible by tucking my knees inward, thus freeing my anus to offer it to the first sex which will enter me ... I feel hands resting on my hips, and the wet glans of a cock that I feel well erect, then come to the entrance of my "little temple of love" ... I lean a little more back and then impale myself on the penis which slides in me with force in me making a little cry of pleasure, which the mouth of the man who embraces me immediately silences.The man who penetrated me then begins to file me slowly at first, then he accelerates his movements tearing me small groans of pleasure, while the second kisses me full on the mouth and the fingers of the third twist violently my nipples ... I brace myself against the tiled wall, my hands placed flat in front of me, and I surrender to the excitement that is overwhelming me; my little groans become a long complaint when the fingers of the one who buggers me rest on my little penis erect under my thin silk panties, stroking it until my groan of pleasure accompanying my ejaculation in the silk of my panties, and as I feel the man's cum pouring from my butt onto my thighs and stockings ...I gradually regain my senses; I turn to them, my fucker with his cock still wet and erect, and the other two cocks out, and stroking in front of me ... I bend down to the closest and shove his beautiful cocked cock between my lips; he puts his hands on my head to impress the rhythm of my pipe which brings him very quickly to enjoyment, projecting long jets of warm sperm deep in my mouth ... I turn to the third when his caressed cock projects on my face, his enjoyment!I get up, my face soiled, my buttocks wet and my mouth still full of milt, I pull up my skirt, tighten the sides of my fur, I whisper to them "Thank you!" »By throwing them a kiss, then I sneak out of the toilets to join the room upstairs and perhaps excite others just as well mounted and eager to take advantage of my intimate orifices still all wet ... sit in the last row, against the wall and already a handsome black, holding his long penis in his hand, sits down next to me. I slide my hand to stroke him as he slips his arm around my shoulders and resting his hand on my neck forcing me to lean towards his superb craft. No matter how much I part my lips, I stick to the glans that fills my mouth. He leans on my head so that I push my mouth on his erect stake, but his glans stumbles on my palate and I almost regurgitate, while my tongue is stuck by his glans which sweeps the inside of my cheeks ... A few back and forth of my lips on the top of his shaft are enough for me to suddenly felt its milt explode in my mouth and throat. Then releasing my lips from his penis, I receive his last ejaculations in the face. I swallow his cum with delight and put my lips still soiled with his sperm on his. He slides his tongue into my mouth and responds to my kiss. Then he gets up and leaning towards me says "Thank you my bitch, that was great ... Did you like it?" I replied "It was awesome sweetheart" Then I get up and seeing the three guys who had just attended this royal pipe, I recognize my handsome Arab in the toilet, I take his hand and lead him to the end of the row where ...

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