Publicexhib in Lyon alone and then with girls

It's been ten years since we returned to the Primate of Gaul. We had a great feeling in Cap d'Agde last summer with Margou, A libertine couple, and their respective birthdays made them want to come back. MrSirban set up his day. I worked on Friday mornings. On my return, let's take the road to Lyon for an ideal weekend : Exhib, gastronomy, gangbang, friendship.

We arrive in Lyon at the end of the day. Time to put down your suitcases and take a bath, It's dark when MrSirban And I go out. I want to show off in Lyon on the banks of the Rhône tonight. On the Peninsula, The view is too good to be wise. Friday around 7 p.m., There's world. Revealing my breasts and sex near the Flower Tree, A man surprises me and looks at the scene with a smile.

It's time for an aperitif. Our friends from Lyon told Couple_Plans about a beautiful bar in a historic place. We're tempted ! For the occasion, I'm wearing a leather skirt, 13 cm of stilettos and an openwork sweater where my nipples point through the holes. The visible lace of the stockings does not leave customers indifferent. We enjoy two cocktails each. They are fine and balanced.

We dine in a Lyonnais Bouchon, where we enjoyed ourselves ! MrSirban Chooses Meurette Eggs, a pike quenelle and a panacotta with limoncello. I taste Canute's brains, black pudding with apples and a Saint-Marcellin from Mother Richard. Between the very garlicky starter and the runny cheese, Luckily the gangbang is the next day. I have a breath of… pony ! Oops !

Eight hours of sleep later, It's the day J : reunion with Margou around noon and gangbang in the afternoon. Very impatient, we're going to go for a naughty little walk in Lyon around 10:30 am with my Aimé. I insist on making a public display at Place Bellecour. I wouldn't have been able to do that ten years ago (see article). Unfortunately, the famous equestrian statue of Louis XIV is under tarpaulin !

We take a dozen naughty pictures of Place Bellecour until I spot a police car at a red light. They probably didn't see anything, But we'd rather move. We cross the Saône. I show my buttocks on the Pont Bonaparte with a superb view of Fourvière. The road is busy. There is a kind of market on the Quay. Audience exhibs are more exciting to do.

Here we are in one of the districts of Vieux Lyon. I didn't wear stilettos as a souvenir of the cobblestones. The Old Saint-Jean is very charming with its Renaissance houses from the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries. We couldn't do any flashing or showing off in front of the cathedral, for it is the beginning of the’Urban Trail and – Don't ask me why – It's teeming with scouts !

Not having the whole day to wander around, We wander by instinct, Breasts and buttocks in the air without knowing what to really see. We come face to face with a beautiful clock of automatons coming to life at the round hour. We discover a puppet museum. Another is dedicated to Guignol. We understand that we will have to come back and take the time to visit “Actually”.

A flight of stairs seduces us for photos of buttocks Montée du Change. I think I'll sit with my thighs open on the stairs, When the Postman Arrives. He re-enters the building, whose door you see. We wait a few minutes. It doesn't stand out. We continue the exhibits on the stairs on the ass side ! I getting dressed. It comes out right at that moment. Magnifying glass ! It's not for lack of waiting for it !

The peregrinations in the Vieux Lyon lead us in front of a Pub, where we had a drink in 2013 with our South African friends. We send this little show in front of the bar as a souvenir ! We go back to the Saône to drink a hot chocolate at Place Bellecour. There is an icy wind. We need to warm up before the last naughty solo shows at Place Antonin Poncet.

It's almost time to join Margou. I change my shoes and swap sneakers for pumps. We are very happy to see them again. It's like we left each other a week ago. We only saw each other once at the Aloha evening in Cap d'Agde last year#8217. The four of us had felt a kind of instant friendly feeling. That feeling is intact !

We have lunch in a very good restaurant. We talk about everything, You are welcome. We laugh a lot. Miss Margou gets teased because she's wearing a pair of black panties and a bra. We don't see time pass together. The rascals have to come for the gangbang in 30 minutes. The beauty and I would like to take a shower before the naughty part and put on our lingerie. Margou didn't want to be blurred but I preferred to put a little blur.

Shift 07 April : The downright awesome gangbang with six rascals where everything was ultra exciting.

The Rascals Left, my Beloved and I take a bath and change our outfit. We meet around 7:30 p.m. for an aperitif. The pretty Margou is not a fan of showing off but is tempted to try. These are his first times. MrSirban Launches a Naughty Challenge : Have the lace of the stockings always visible in the street as well as in the restaurant. We show our charms to our husbands. They love it !

Mr. Margou wants us to discover a nice bar in the Cordeliers district but after about twenty minutes of walking in heels, He realizes that he has misjudged the distance. It's still a long way off. We find another bar. We're having a cocktail. He warns the restaurant that we will be late. Especially since he takes us on a tour of the neighborhood. It's a lot of fun. We tease him, for it cannot be said that he has a sense of direction !

We're coming Finally at the restaurant. Mr. Sirban and Mr. Margou get along like thieves at a fair on naughty challenges. Miss Margou and I are asked to open our thighs and show that we don't have any panties. The lace of the stockings is regularly checked. A lady at the table opposite surprises the exhibits. We're embarrassed. She is red with embarrassment. It amuses our husbands.

We wait for the embarrassed customer to leave to complete the third naughty challenge : Kissing with girls at a restaurant. She would have had to be put in PLS if she had been present at this ! It's not easy to achieve and I've been pretty comfortable so far. It's a normal restaurant and there are customers. We succeeded and exchanged a kiss at the restaurant divided between excitement and stress !

Dinner is delicious. We enjoy. A taxi is called. The driver must have wondered what he was carrying between the sexual innuendos and the exposed nylons. We have a nightcap at the bar in the Cordeliers district before heading back. Mister Margou and MrSirban wanted to see a little kiss between girls. It's our last naughty activity before the beauty and I slowly sink into the limbo of the night. We remade the world by chatting without noticing the time pass until 5:30 in the morning.

I open one eye at 9 a.m. ! MrSirban set the alarm for 9:30 a.m.. I watch him sleep as I reminisce about the fantastic moments of Saturday : Exhibits in Lyon, gangbang (that you'll see next week), Evening with our friends. We leave around 10:45 am. There is quite a bit of a road to go to get back into the Var. It stung when we had to get up at 5:30 a.m. on Monday morning to go to work ! A week later, my Beloved and I always have stars in our eyes. Thank you Margou and look forward to seeing you again !