ardent sun beat down on your backbone as you walk hand in bridge player down rough concrete tone through the tall pine tree Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree towards the small wooden building. Taking off your shoes you open the door to a lucky room with a log burner in one corner and two tiered wooden Bench along the rachis bulwark. The sweat room feel of hot Grant Wood and birch rod sap, fresh and citrussy.

As you open the wood burner to start a blast you feel his hand on your shoulder. He 's sitting on one of the benches beckoning you over. You quickly light the ardour and batch logs on as it starts to howl. The room begins to warm as he takes your face in his men and kisses you, gently at first and then, as you lean into his sense of touch, firmly and with a taste of the passion you can see in his eyes. Looking down you can see his firmly rooster straining against the textile of his swimming shorts and a tingle of excitement runs through you. Are you really about to do this ? The walls are heavyset, you would n't discover soul coming until they opened the doorway to the sauna.

While this interrogative runs through your head he reaches into your attire, brushing your pap with a knowing smile and cups a tit. Softly squeezing it in his palm he rolls your now erect mammilla in his digit. You let out a groan. He always knows exactly what you like.

Still caressing your breast, he leans in and begins a series of soft, nibble osculation leading along your collarbone and up your neck, ending with a diffuse nip to your ear lobe. This sends shudders through your body and you pull his font to yours, kissing him deeply, exploring his sass with a probing tongue and biting his hind end lip. You know this will micturate him groan with arousal.

Breaking away from the kiss he pulls down your apparel and, lifting one boob out of your bikini top, takes a nipple in his mouth. You feel the superstar of pleasure jolt through your torso, reaching your clitoris and causing your vagina to moisten. As he continues to suck and nibble on your breasts you reach down and pull out out his voiceless hammer, slowly stroking it. He lets go of your teat to moan,

'Oh screwing, that feels awing ,'and kisses you hard, reaching down to slip a script under your clothes and bikini bottoms.

'Wait ,'you say ,'I want to please you even more ,'and kneeling on the lowest workbench you take the head of his member into your mouthpiece. Holding the shaft in both men you slowly suck on the tip, running your spit along his frenulum and around the home of the head. You move your hand up and down the tool, twisting slightly as you go, and he moans in extasy. Then you take more of his cock in, sucking and swirling your clapper you move your head down until your nose is pressed against his eubstance and the tip of his phallus is touching the spine of your pharynx. Keeping the suction steady you move your head back up as he grabs your whisker and says,

'Yes, oh my god, keep going .'

You smile up at him and speed up, his hammer sliding in and out of your mouth while he moans and shudders. Moving one deal from his shaft of light you gently cup his clump, and softly move them in your hands, feeling the velvety skin. Suddenly he cries out,

'Stop ! I 'm going to cum .'

With one last clout up his pecker you crawl back up to sit side by side to him.

'That was incredible, you 're so bang hot .'

He reaches down and pulls your bikini merchantman down to your articulatio genus. He moans as he feels your soaking vagina and expertly aught in on your throbbing clitoris. As he rubs it gently with a single finger you feel as if a bolt of electricity has hit you. Looking into his middle, you can see he 's just as turned on by this as you are. By the danger of being caught, and by your arousal. Seeing his need only makes the whole position hotter.

heat energy. You look at the thermometer. It is climbing towards 50°c in the sauna. While you think this, he pushes a fingerbreadth into you, and you lose all sense of time and blank as he presses on your G-spot making your eyes roll as you cum. Still rubbing your clit, he smiles as your legs escape from and your vagina pulsates, wave of pleasure rushing through your body.

'Did you just cum ?'he askes

'Hell yes I did ,'you reply breathlessly.

'Now I want you to cum again ,'he says, lowering himself to the starting time bench he spreads your legs and tastes you. Licking your clitoris with his soft, ardent tongue he makes you groan with delight. After a few more gentle licks he takes your clit into his mouth and sucks. Wave after waving of delicious warmth rushes through your body.

'I 'm cumming again, I 'm cumming now ,'you whisper as the orgasm makes you wrestle and squirm.

'Yeah cum for me ,'his beard is wet with your juices he smiles up at you.

'I want you inside me, now ,'

'Should we ? Is n't it too hazardous ?'What if someone comes in ?'he askes

'We 've got our swimming costumes on so if we hear someone coming, we can just slip them back in position and cipher would be any the wiser ,'you reply manoeuvring your bikini back up your legs.

You lie back on the wooden workbench and he pulls his shorts down, letting his cock leaping out, then pulls your bikini to one English. Lining his cock up with your dripping jam he pushes forward, entering you with comfort. You feel every in as it fills you, touching every part of your most sensitive place.

'You flavor so big ,'you moan as he begins to stuff in and out, each slash stimulating your G-spot and bringing you closer to orgasm. He leans down and kisses you as he pushes deeper into you, making you both moan with pleasure.

Reaching his hand down he chafe your button in a round motion, and suddenly you feel it rising within you.

'I 'm going to cum again'

'Oh fucking, me too ,'he replies.

'Cum with me, cum with me now .'You say in his ear. You feel his putz twitch inside you and the heat of his cum fill you just as your own sexual climax hits you. He collapses on top of you and you hold each other close while you recover from the mind-blowing orgasms you both shared.

Slowly he pulls out of you and tucks his softening penis back into his trunks. He sits succeeding to you on the bench and kisses you softly.

'I love you ,'he says.

'I love you too .'

The thermometer reads 80°c, but to the two of you it feels much hotter .