Warm sun rhythm down on your dorsum as you walk hired hand in hand down jolty concrete steps through the magniloquent pine tree Tree towards the small wooden building. Taking off your shoes you open the doorway to a gold way with a log burner in one corner and two tiered wooden benches along the back paries. The sauna smells of hot Wood and birch sap, tonic and citrussy.

As you open the Grant Wood burner to go a fervency you feel his handwriting on your shoulder. He 's sitting on one of the benches beckoning you over. You quickly light the flack and pile log on as it starts to roar. The room begins to warm as he takes your fount in his hands and kisses you, gently at first and then, as you lean into his touch, firmly and with a gustatory modality of the passion you can see in his eyes. Looking down you can see his heavily dick straining against the cloth of his swim short pants and a thrill of excitement running through you. Are you really about to do this ? The walls are thick, you would n't hear someone coming until they opened the doorway to the sauna.

While this question runs through your question he reaches into your dress, brushing your mammilla with a knowing grinning and cups a breast. Softly squeezing it in his palm he rolls your now erect nipple in his fingerbreadth. You let out a moan. He always knows exactly what you like.

Still caressing your breast, he leans in and begins a serial publication of soft, nibble kisses leading along your collarbone and up your cervix, ending with a soft nip to your earlobe. This sends shudders through your trunk and you pull his face to yours, kissing him deeply, exploring his oral cavity with a probing tongue and biting his bottom lip. You know this will make him groan with arousal.

Breaking away from the kiss he pulls down your apparel and, lifting one breast out of your bikini top, takes a nipple in his mouth. You feel the champion of pleasance jolt through your eubstance, reaching your clitoris and causing your vagina to moisten. As he continues to suck and pick on your breasts you reach down and pull out his laborious pecker, slowly stroking it. He lets go of your tit to groan,

'Oh roll in the hay, that feels mystify ,'and osculation you hard, reaching down to skid a helping hand under your attire and bikini bottoms.

'Wait ,'you say ,'I want to please you even more ,'and kneeling on the lowest terrace you take the head of his phallus into your mouth. Holding the light beam in both hands you slowly suck on the tip, running your tongue along his frenulum and around the root word of the head. You move your hand up and down the diaphysis, twisting slightly as you go, and he moans in extasy. Then you take Sir Thomas More of his pecker in, sucking and swirling your tongue you move your pass down until your nose is pressed against his body and the tip of his phallus is touching the back of your throat. Keeping the sucking steady you move your point back up as he grabs your hair and says,

'Yes, oh my god, keep going .'

You smile up at him and speed up, his cock sliding in and out of your mouth while he moans and shudders. Moving one hand from his pecker you gently cup his lump, and softly actuate them in your hands, feeling the velvety skin. Suddenly he cries out,

'Stop ! I 'm going to cum .'

With one last salt lick up his shaft you crawl back up to sit next to him.

'That was unbelievable, you 're so fucking hot .'

He reaches down and pulls your bikini bottoms down to your knee joint. He moans as he feels your soaking vagina and expertly zeroes in on your throbbing clit. As he rubs it gently with a single digit you feel as if a bolt of electricity has hit you. Looking into his eyes, you can see he 's just as turned on by this as you are. By the risk of being caught, and by your arousal. Seeing his need only makes the wholly site hotter.

high temperature. 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 meter and infinite as he presses on your G-spot making your centre roll as you cum. Still rubbing your clit, he smiles as your legs shake off 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 first bench he spreads your legs and gustatory sensation you. Licking your clitoris with his easygoing, warm tongue he makes you moan with joy. After a few Thomas More conciliate licks he takes your clitoris into his mouthpiece and sucking. Wave after wafture of delicious warmth rushes through your body.

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

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

'I want you inside me, now ,'

'Should we ? Is n't it too risky ?'What if soul comes in ?'he askes

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

You lie back on the wooden bench and he pulls his trunks down, letting his shaft springiness out, then pulls your bikini to one side. Lining his cock up with your dripping jam he pushes forward, entering you with informality. You feel every inch as it fills you, touching every region of your most sensitive place.

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

Reaching his hand down he fray your clitoris in a round apparent movement, and suddenly you feel it rising within you.

'I 'm going to cum again'

'Oh fuck, me too ,'he replies.

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

Slowly he pulls out of you and gather his softening penis back into his trunks. He sits next 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 .