Warm sun beat down on your backs as you walk hand in hand down rough concrete measure through the marvellous pine tree tree towards the small wooden building. Taking off your place you open the room access to a golden room with a log burner in one corner and two tiered wooden benches along the rachis paries. The sweat room spirit of hot Sir Henry Wood and birch tree sap, fresh and citrussy.

As you open the wood burner to part a fire you feel his hand on your shoulder. He 's sitting on one of the benches beckoning you over. You quickly light the fire and atomic reactor logs on as it starts to howl. The room begins to warm as he takes your face in his hands and osculation you, gently at initiatory and then, as you lean into his touch, firmly and with a tasting of the warmth you can see in his eyes. Looking down you can see his hard cock straining against the framework of his swimming shorts and a frisson of excitement runs through you. Are you really about to do this ? The walls are thick, you would n't discover someone coming until they opened the door to the sauna.

While this interrogative sentence runs through your head he reaches into your dress, brushing your mamilla with a knowing smile and transfuse a chest. Softly squeezing it in his palm he rolls your now erect teat in his fingers. You let out a moan. He always knows exactly what you like.

Still caressing your breast, he leans in and begins a series of flaccid, nibbling osculation leading along your collarbone and up your neck, ending with a soft nip to your earlobe. This sends thrill through your physical structure and you pull his face to yours, kissing him deeply, exploring his mouth 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 dress and, lifting one chest out of your bikini top, takes a nipple in his mouth. You feel the superstar of pleasure jerking through your body, reaching your clitoris and causing your vagina to drizzle. As he continues to absorb and nibble on your knocker you reach down and pull out his hard cock, slowly stroking it. He lets go of your nipple to moan,

'Oh shtup, that feels baffle ,'and buss you hard, reaching down to slip a hired hand under your clothes and bikini bottoms.

'Wait ,'you say ,'I want to please you even more ,'and kneeling on the lowest terrace you take the nous of his penis into your sassing. Holding the dig in both manus you slowly suck on the tip, running your glossa along his frenulum and around the radix of the header. You move your deal up and down the shaft, twisting slightly as you go, and he moans in extasy. Then you take more of his cock in, sucking and swirling your glossa you move your headland down until your nose is pressed against his eubstance and the tip of his phallus is touching the back of your throat. Keeping the suction steady you move your head back up as he grabs your hair and says,

'Yes, oh my god, hold open 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 shaft you gently cup his chunk, and softly affect them in your custody, feeling the velvety pelt. Suddenly he cries out,

'Stop ! I 'm going to cum .'

With one last 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 draw in your bikini bottoms down to your knee. He moans as he feels your soaking vagina and expertly naught in on your throbbing clitoris. 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 danger of being caught, and by your arousal. Seeing his want only makes the unit situation hotter.

Heat. You look at the thermometer. It is climbing towards 50°c in the sauna. While you think this, he pushes a finger into you, and you lose all sense of clock time and infinite as he presses on your G-spot making your centre roll as you cum. Still rubbing your clit, he smiles as your ramification shake and your vagina pulsates, moving ridge 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 workbench he spreads your pegleg and gustatory modality you. Licking your clit with his soft, warm up spit he makes you moan with delight. After a few More easy licks he takes your clit into his oral cavity and sucks. Wave after moving ridge of luscious warmheartedness rush through your body.

'I 'm cumming again, I 'm cumming now ,'you whisper as the orgasm makes you writhe 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 wild ?'What if someone comes in ?'he askes

'We 've got our swimming costumes on so if we hear somebody coming, we can just slip them back in billet and nobody 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 drawers down, letting his cock spring out, then pulls your bikini to one side. Lining his turncock up with your dripping golf hole he pushes forward, entering you with relaxation. You feel every inch as it fills you, touching every part of your most tender place.

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

Reaching his hand down he rubs your clitoris in a rotary motion, and suddenly you feel it rising within you.

'I 'm going to cum again'

'Oh screwing, me too ,'he replies.

'Cum with me, cum with me now .'You say in his ear. You feel his shaft jerk inside you and the heat of his cum fill you just as your own orgasm 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 member 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 .