A wild night in Prague was about to begin.
"Darja, this is my husband," Mrs. Jones said as the women entered the living room of the hotel suite. The view was incredible, an expansive portrait of the Prague skyline complete with the Charles Bridge. It looked like a dreamy postcard at night.
"Pleased to meet you," Darja said with a nervous smile and a slight curtsy.
"The pleasure is all mine," Mr. Jones replied.
"Oh, it will be, sweetie, I promise you that." Mrs. Jones said as she leaned in to kiss her husband. He could taste what he only assumed was the young girl's p***y on his wife's lips.
"God," Mr. Jones said, "it tastes like you guys had a bit of fun."
"We did," Mrs. Jones said as she turned to her new lover, "didn't we, sweetie?"
"Yes, we had a lot of fun."
"You should try on
