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Paris is for Lovers......mmmmmmmmm
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Paris is for Lovers......mmmmmmmmm MMMMMMMMM Paris. They say Paris is THE city for lovers…for romance. AND it is…… Our weekend started on the Friday. (what a great day to choose for a first meeting..Friday 13th  I arrived first ‒ early evening ‒ and Thyssing arrived later that night. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm- soon as he walked into reception, that was IT lol. His tall,broad frame filled the doorway as we kissed and hugged for at least 10 minutes right there in reception ‒ watched by the taxi driver who dropped TH off ( he stayed and stared for about 5 minutes lol..throwing in the odd “oo la la !!” and the receptionist, when TH eventually went to get his bag checked,was just standing with a silly grin on his face. We were in our room not 2 minutes later. Clothes were ripped off and we fell on the huge big bed, and the night was spent in a tangle of arms and legs, lips..tongues..mouths…exploring each other. Sleep didn’t come into it at all. We missed breakfast  and around lunchtime (ish) we strolled around, hand in hand, getting our bearings, the sun hot, watching jazz combos on the bridge over the river Seine, walking by the Notre Dame, history and noise and life like a shield around us. Later on we went to the Mont Martre ‒ artists quarter, the Sacre Coeur, being tourists and eating ice cream (neverrrr choose the Mango lol…makes a mess of your face!!). We headed back to the hotel ‒ siesta (ahem) time. It was hard to keep our hands off each other…so we didn’t. Another few glorious hours ‒ the exploration slower and so sexy (TH….mmmmmmmm lol…..wonderful  ). Time seemed to stand still and we went wherever our fancies took us..touching and stroking. teasing..the smells,sounds and sensations blanketing us in our own closed world. I don’t know what time we went for dinner. We chose a typical French restaurant..and played<b> barefoot </font></b>footsie under the table.....talking and feeding each other little tastes of our food,before slowly strolling back…wrapped up in each other and snogging our way across the bridges,along the streets - the night still warm from the days sunshine. The feel of THs strong arms around me making me smile. Later, when we were just lying there,letting the sweat cool on our bodies, there was a “tarzan” like cry from one of the other rooms ‒ cracked us up!! Followed a minute or so later by a fit of female giggling. I still think it was the Japanese tourist I d seen earlier  There was not a lot of sleep that night either,and yeah, we missed breakfast again !! We had our own brand of breakfast ‒much “tastier” ‒ trust me  Then we took a longer ride on the Metro…..mmmmmmmm mmmmmm. It was pretty busy…TH stood behind me(no seats empty) and I held the rail. He moved closer…pressed up against me and I opened my legs slightly for (emm) balance lol. Ohhhh myyyyyyy. I pressed into him as the train rocked and rolled along the track…the movement…and our movements..wowww. I don’t know what people were seeing on our faces but..a young (20s?) woman facing me just gave a small enigmatic smile as she got off at her stop. She was replaced by an older (late 40s?) woman….she GLARED at us all through the journey lol. And were we bothered?? Did we stop??? Nooooooo way !! Was too damn good for that  The feel of TH pressed so close and so hard against me and leaning back into him...mmmmmmmmmm. Very very horny.TH had to decide whether to carry on to his next destination that night or not…and I left him as he was checking on trains, feeling sad at the thought that he might be leaving in a few hours. When he came back ‒ he d booked a ticket for the following morning ( very very very early lol) and I hugged him and hugged him as he told me he was staying the extra night. That night we didn’t sleep AT ALL. If TH dozed for half an hour before having to get up..that was a lot lol. This was the handcuff night  LMAO. The bed was too big so we had ( good thinking TH !! ) to rig up our own solution…which involved stockings being tied to the bed legs lol. It worked tho…worked very very very well PMSL. Oh…and the blindfold. And the champagne. And the feathers…and….and..I m not telling It was over all too soon ‒ I watched TH leave from the room balcony….calling up to me and waving before he turned the corner and disappeared , a feeling of sadness washing over me as his familiar broad back and blonde hair were no longer in sight. Thank you, Thyssing, for a wonderful, horny, sexy, romantic, beautiful weekend (you sexy bastard you Even now I can feel you..... Diz xx xx  |
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Thank you, you sexy thing , for an absolutely lovely weekend. The pleasure was definitely on my side, and, you do look good in mango too  I'll write the hotel, and ask them to send the stockings T... xxx
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mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Th....perhaps better not ask them....I forgot one or two other things too
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Damn....and I missed out on this  Glad you guys had a good time
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 Mmmmm....sounds like you two had a horntastic weekend. Good on ya Girl. THy....I will never look at you the same in the Tub now.  Wacky Jacky 
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Now THATS what i call a testimonial ..... Good on you both!!!!!!!!
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4/23/2007 12:03 pm |
Oh my! Glad you ummmm, had a good time! Really pleased for you both, and hope you two get to see each other real soon! J
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Sounds wonderful ...Paris is definitly the city for lovers
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It WAS a fantastic weekend - one of the best ever Suzy...you might have to wait a little while on that one lol Diz xx
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