Next morning in the cold Paris hotel room, sunlight was coming through the big glass window mixed with white snow. Priya woke up first. Her body was still aching from last night’s hard fuck and golden shower. Her pussy was sore but wet again. She looked at her sleeping husband Rohan and felt a mix of guilt and dark excitement. The smell of Pierre’s cum and pee was still on her skin.

She went to the bathroom and took a hot shower. Hot water fell on her big boobs and between her legs. She touched her pussy and remembered how Pierre’s thick dick stretched her tight hole. She fingered herself thinking of him and came quickly with a soft moan.