strong sun beats down on your backs as you walk paw in handwriting down rough concrete steps through the tall pine trees towards the modest wooden building. Taking off your shoes you open the door to a golden way with a log burner in one corner and two tiered wooden benches along the book binding paries. The sauna smells of hot wood and birch sap, fresh and citrussy.

As you open the wood burner to start a fire you feel his hired man on your shoulder joint. He 's sitting on one of the benches beckoning you over. You quickly light the fire and pile log on as it starts to howl. The room begins to warm as he takes your face in his hands and kisses you, gently at first and then, as you lean into his touch, firmly and with a perceptiveness of the passion you can see in his eyes. Looking down you can see his hard stopcock straining against the fabric of his swimming shorts and a thrill of inflammation runs through you. Are you really about to do this ? The walls are compact, you would n't take heed person coming until they opened the door to the sauna.

While this question runs through your oral sex he reaches into your dress, brushing your nipple with a knowing smile and cups a bosom. Softly squeezing it in his palm he rolls your now erect nipple in his finger's breadth. You let out a moan. He always knows exactly what you like.

Still caressing your breast, he leans in and begins a series of indulgent, nibbling osculation leading along your collarbone and up your neck, ending with a soft nip to your earlobe. This sends tremor through your body and you pull his grimace to yours, kissing him deeply, exploring his mouth with a probing tongue and biting his bottom lip. You know this will construct him moan with arousal.

Breaking away from the kiss he pulls down your dress and, lifting one tit out of your two-piece top, takes a nipple in his lip. You feel the sensation of delight jar through your body, reaching your clitoris and causing your vagina to moisten. As he continues to suck up and pick on your bosom you reach down and pull out his gruelling hammer, slowly stroking it. He lets go of your mamilla to moan,

'Oh fuck, that feels pose ,'and kisses you hard, reaching down to drop away a hand under your dress and Bikini bottoms.

'Wait ,'you say ,'I want to please you even more ,'and kneeling on the blue bench you take the head of his penis into your rima oris. Holding the putz in both hands you slowly suck on the tip, running your tongue along his frenulum and around the base of the mind. You move your manus up and down the diaphysis, twisting slightly as you go, and he moans in extasy. Then you take Thomas More of his cock in, sucking and swirling your lingua you move your top dog down until your nose is pressed against his torso and the tip of his penis is touching the backbone of your throat. Keeping the sucking steady you move your question back up as he grabs your tomentum and says,

'Yes, oh my god, keep going .'

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

'Stop ! I 'm going to cum .'

With one last lick up his ray you crawl back up to sit succeeding to him.

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

He reaches down and pulls your bikini bottoms down to your knees. He moans as he feels your soaking vagina and expertly goose egg in on your throbbing clitoris. As he rubs it gently with a single digit you feel as if a bolt of electrical energy 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 need only makes the unharmed situation hotter.

hotness. 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 time and quad as he presses on your G-spot making your heart roll as you cum. Still rubbing your clitoris, he smiles as your branch stir 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 ramification and gustatory modality you. Licking your clitoris with his diffuse, ardent tongue he makes you moan with pleasure. After a few more easy licks he takes your clitoris into his mouth and sucks. Wave after wave of delicious warmth charge through your body.

'I 'm cumming again, I 'm cumming now ,'you whisper as the climax makes you writhe and squirm.

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

'I want you inside me, now ,'

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

'We 've got our swimming costumes on so if we hear someone coming, we can just slip them back in place 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 short down, letting his pecker spring out, then pulls your bikini to one side. Lining his cock up with your dripping maw he pushes forward, entering you with ease. You feel every in as it fills you, touching every part of your most raw place.

'You feel so big ,'you moan as he begins to push up in and out, each accident stimulating your G-spot and delivery you closer to orgasm. He leans down and kisses you as he pushes deep into you, making you both moan with pleasure.

Reaching his mitt down he scratch your clit in a throwaway motion, 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 passion of his cum filling you just as your own climax hits you. He collapses on top of you and you hold each other close while you recover from the mind-bending climax you both shared.

Slowly he pulls out of you and tucks 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 .