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The Baker’s Bronze Ass: Lyon’s Elite Forbidden Fuck

From a sleepy small town, I landed in Lyon alone for engineering studies. Twenty-two. Life was grind. No steady girl. Sex? Desert dry. That’s why she hooked me. My baker. Early thirties. Stunning brunette. Deep blue eyes. Sun-kissed tan. Short hair framing curves in all right places. Sharp gaze. Endless smile. Morning ritual. Her shop, Lyon’s hidden gem for the power elite. Marble counters gleam under crystal pendants. Scent of golden croissants veils her jasmine perfume.

Spring heat rises. Sun warms skin. Skirts shorten. Legs bare. Hormones rage. That morning, she’s solo. Fitted summer dress hugs her. White silk apron ties tight. We chat weather. Superb. I say it’s hot. She laughs. Hotter behind the oven. Light dress. Loose. Just that.

The Privilege

Feign shock. That’s all? She blushes. Apron too. Shoes. Door dings. Baguette usual? No. Small crown? Her blues turn black. Racy glint. Serves it. Clients swarm. I bolt.

Afternoons quieter. Short skirt today. Spot hideous Pierrot PLV high shelf. For sale? Climbs stool. Tip-toes. Arms stretch. Thighs flash. I drop hanky. Bend. Bronze ass cheeks bare. String molds plump pussy lips. She spins. Too old for girls’ skirts? No. Women’s now. Sumptuous sights.

Trips down, Pierrot in hand. Catch her hips. Skirt flips waist-high. Full rear glory. Faces close. Pierrot tanned. Juicy. Door rings. Baguette cover. Exit.

Days later. New Pierrot higher. Even better? She mounts. Legs twist. No string. Panties slip. Dark thick labia peek. Bush guards. Empty street. Hands under skirt. Grip hips. Down she comes.

Backroom? Examine closer? Husband naps penthouse above. Apprentice out. Shop shuts. Flip sign. Street clear. Follow her. Backroom luxe. Dim glow. Polished oak benches. Floor-to-ceiling glass overlooks Saône shimmer. Ovens silent.

Bend on marble slab. Smooth as skin. Hike skirt. Massive ass. Cambered. Offered. Panties wedged deep. Contemplate curves. Fingers hook elastic.

Heavy hand clamps shoulder. Thunder voice. Wanna ogle baker’s ass? Panic spikes. He grins. Twelve years I watch. Never tire. Continue.

The Excess

Trembling, peel panties. Bronze cheeks part. Remove fully. Kneel. Admire crack. Volumes. Touch. Grip hips. Wife spreads. Mound swells. Bush frames. Soft. Silky pussy. Wider. Camber max. Protruding sex. Wild.

Eat it. Hesitate. He shoves face in. Recoil. Cock out. Strip. Pathetic shrink. Laughs. Tiny student twig. She won’t feel. Wife to him. Leave us. Kiss seals. He grumbles upstairs.

Stay. I want your cock. Skirt drops. Blouse opens. Heavy firm tits. Nude perfection. Lean on slab. Undress me. Gentle. Naked embrace. Skins fuse. Hands roam neck, back, ass. Cock revives. She kneels. Tits clamp shaft. Lips tease. Quick suck. Grabs cheeks.

My turn. Kneel. Kiss belly. Fingers part lips. Tongue clit. Dive vulva. Wild. Spread cheeks. Rim asshole. Fingers plunge. One. Two. Three. Hips buck.

Fuck me. Grip hips. She slams deep. Vagina grips. Piston hard. Ample thrusts. She active. Climax nears. Stay in. Cum floods. Hold tits. Collapse on arched back.

Hug crushes. Cum trails thighs. Tears stream. He was stud. Endless fucks. Accident. Legs back, cock dead. Tries all fixes. Fails. Pushes youths. Same show. Leaves finale. Loves me fulfilled.

Eyes pierce. Don’t return. Ever.

Discretion seals. Slip out. Shop reopens. Secret locked in elite shadows. City lights wink below.

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