[Holiday] Exhib and fellatio at the castle 3/3

This is the last part about holidays in Carcassonne ! After visiting the lower town and the Medieval, we ended our stay between exhibition and fellatio at the castle. Between culture and cul-turlutte, the step was quickly taken !

We arrive an hour after the opening and we have the impression of being alone to visit the castle. We cross a bridge overlooking a wide dry ditch, then we enter a large room totally empty. We had the good idea to take the audio guide… just to understand what we see, because it's not very telling. After listening to the sequence, I sit on a ledge and… open my thighs wide. MrSirban does not resist the urge to immortalize the moment ! Clic-Clac Kodak ! Then, he asks me to reveal my buttocks to him.

The weather is just as execrable as the previous days. There is spit and a penetrating cold wind. I opted for tights without gusset or sewing just to get warm buttocks and a sweater… the one who reveals my intimacy if I raise my arms (read the article) ! It is important to protect this area, you should not catch a cold of minette. We join other visitors at the hourds. These are the wooden passages built on the walls of enclosures. Naughty exhibits have more spice with the risk of being surprised !

The count's castle was built by the Trencavel family, Viscount of Carcassonne in the twelfth century, then it was reworked multiple times, before being restored by Viollet-Le-Duc. It is a bit of a shame that no room is furnished or put in situation, with the exception of the lapidary museum. Fortunately, in addition to the audio guide, there are explanatory panels allowing you to project yourself. This does not prevent us from making exhibitions by embellishing the stops with naughty breaks châtelaines !

Between two cultural readings, the cul-ture takes another turn. We titillate during the visit between two tourist waves, intimate caresses and exhibits spice up the exit. We don't get surprised, but it is often less than a. This adrenaline particularly excites us. I am soaked despite the cold… and I reassure you, there was no intimate stalactite except that of MrSirban !

The sexual tension is at its peak when we arrive in the tower of the chapel. Visitors are allowed to pass through, then my Man presses me against a wall by surprise and slides his fingers under my dress to masturbate me through the nylon. I'm terribly excited about the situation and stressed about people coming.. I spotted some at the hourds and I hear them talking. We are a few steps away. MrSirban relies on the fact that between reading the panels and observing the places, we have something to enjoy sexually the moment.

He pulls his chibre out of his pants. It has a beautiful erection. It hard band ! Its tail is erected in a powerful desire. He commands me : “Your knees, pacifier !”. It has the merit of cutting short my procrastination and other brain masturbations. I run without thinking. Taken by a crazy excitement, too bad if people arrive. I apply myself by making beautiful deep gorges ! It's not every day that we suck at the Château !

It's rare that MrSirban is comfortable for outdoor sex between the lack of comfort and the fact that you have to hurry up.. So when he asks me to get up because he wants to take me, I'm in heaven ! I love it for my part. He asks me to lean against the walls of the castle to fuck me.

I lower my tights, raises the sides of the coat, arches me well and hands him my tight so that he penetrates her vigorously. We hear people talking closer and closer. It smells like roussi ! I go to take a look to see where they are. And shit ! Flute ! They're coming ! We get dressed quickly. It is less than a ! MrSirban is re-watching himself when they enter the room. We pretend to contemplate the architecture. They don't linger. We think we're picking up where we left off, but looking again if the field is free, other visitors arrive. Too bad for us ! It will not be possible for this time.

On the ramparts, we have a hard time doing the exhibition because many tourists have ended up catching up with us. We are slow when we visit. In general, we double the given times. If the visit is scheduled to last one hour, we are close to two hours. We read each sign and discuss it to understand or clarify. We make normal shots and naughty photos, or even more if possibilities. We look at the landscapes and architecture… Real little turtles, we take the time to take the time !

The walk on the ramparts ends with a superb view of the Cathedral of Saint-Nazaire and Saint-Celse. It also dates from the twelfth century and was built under the Viscount of Trencavel. We were then had lunch in a small gargote neither good nor bad. We went for a little digestive walk by going all the way around the outer ramparts. This is the particularity of Carcassonne, have a double enclosure for three kilometers.

Our cravings for sex at the castle having been aborted, we continued the visit by combining cultural discovery and sexual exhibitionism. We are a little frustrated to stay on our hunger. By the way, the return to the hotel was steamy. We jumped on each other. These four days of disconnection in Carcassonne did us the greatest good even if the weather was not at the rendezvous with wind and drizzle. We punctuated the holidays with many exhibitions, sex, visit. It was a delight in every way.

Our naughty holidays in Carcassonne

Exhibited in garter belts in the public garden

Naked flashing under the mantle at the medieval city

Cul-turlutte and flashing at the count's castle

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