Show with friends in Carcassonne

This summer, we spent a few days in Carcassonne with Couple_Plans. A deep friendship binds us. A mutual friend introduced us to each other in August 2011. He was convinced that we were made to meet. Thirteen years later, It is clear that he was right (View Publications) ! We see each other mainly to be together and sometimes to play.

Carcassonne is one of the places we love to come back to (View Publications). We visited it : three times with MrSirban's child, twice as a couple. For this sixth time, We asked our friends to join us. On their side, It's a total discovery. They never came. We talked to them “Medieval” and “Museum of Torture”. They stamped their feet with envy !

Faced with their impatient curiosity, we started the visit with the Museum of the Inquisition. Human ingenuity to torture one's fellow man is limitless. I can read the cries of outrage from here. But how dare they exhibit in this place ? In France, Fortunately, We no longer use these tools of suffering. These were sometimes used only once six hundred years ago or are simple replicas. Maybe the sidewalk we walk on has witnessed a homicide ! The past belongs to the past.

The museum is in its original state, a bit old-fashioned. There are few explanations about the tools, nor quantification concerning a real or imagined use. For some machines, There is no doubt – guillotine or Spanish donkey -. Others are urban legends. I'm thinking of the anxiety pear (aka the anus or mouth cracker). It dates from the 16th century and is more of a surgical tool. The films, Series and novels have relayed a cruel imagination. Humans have always liked to be afraid.

Regardless of the reality of the facts, We had a lot of fun showing off our buttocks and breasts. These naughty shows at the museum made us very thirsty. With Couple_Plans, We had a drink and a pancake. The men took a Diabolo grenadine and a Diabolo mint. The women were fuelled by sparkling water. It's an opportunity to reveal our breasts on the terrace.

The gourmet break over, we digest around the ramparts. Our friends are amazed by the beauty and state of conservation of the city. In a corner near a busy road, we show our charms to our men. They join us to masturbate in the city. Our practices are similar : Plurality and gangbang. None of us are bi.

Madam Couple_Plans started by masturbating MrSirban. I caressed her Man. Our husbands are candaulists and have the right to play with other women. They don't want it and prefer to have fun with it “their little good wife” rather than with that of others. It's a question of desire and not a ban. We were very excited by the handjobs in town on this ultra-touristic site. Men's glans are wet and our little are beading with envy. This put the four of us on the ball !

After a good night's sleep and a delicious breakfast, we undertook the visit of the Count's Castle. As usual, we don't wear panties or bra. The beauty and I are both naked under our dresses. The walk was punctuated by many tourist exhibits. We revealed our assets in turn in the towers and on the parapet walk.

Some of the exhibits turned into public flashing at the castle. In the middle of summer, There are a lot of people. We already experienced this last year at the Bridge of Ascension. Even if you don't see people in the photos, Almost all of them were made with people in front of us or behind us. Four million people visit the Cité each year. We are part of it ! It's so beautiful.

The rest of the stay was spent with friends. We had a cassoulet lunch at 38° without any problem. We have remade the world by creating spicy memories of tourist exhibitions. Our friends thought the place was superb. They left with stars in their eyes. We have seen each other since. I can't wait to find ourselves in laughter, good humor and the pleasure of being together !