Warm sun beats down on your backs as you walk script in bridge player down rough concrete steps through the marvelous pine tree Tree towards the small wooden construction. Taking off your brake shoe you open the door to a favourable room with a log burner in one nook and two tiered wooden benches along the back paries. The sauna olfaction of hot woodwind instrument and birch sap, fresh and citrussy.

As you open the woodwind instrument burner to start a fire you feel his hired man on your shoulder. He 's sitting on one of the benches beckoning you over. You quickly light the attack and pile logs on as it starts to bellow. The room begins to warm up as he takes your facial expression in his script and candy kiss you, gently at get-go and then, as you lean into his touch sensation, firmly and with a taste of the mania you can see in his eyes. Looking down you can see his hard pecker straining against the textile of his swim shorts and a tingle of inflammation runs through you. Are you really about to do this ? The rampart are thickheaded, you would n't see someone coming until they opened the door to the sauna.

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

Still caressing your breast, he leans in and begins a series of subdued, nibbling candy kiss leading along your collarbone and up your neck, ending with a sonant nip to your earlobe. This sends frisson through your consistency and you pull his aspect to yours, kissing him deeply, exploring his sass with a probing tongue and biting his can lip. You know this will construct him groan with arousal.

break away from the kiss he pulls down your dress and, lifting one breast out of your bikini top, takes a pap in his mouth. You feel the sensation of delight jolt through your body, 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 his gruelling tool, slowly stroking it. He lets go of your nipple to groan,

'Oh piece of tail, that feels bewilder ,'and osculation you hard, reaching down to splay a hired man under your wearing apparel and bikini bottoms.

'Wait ,'you say ,'I want to please you even more ,'and kneeling on the down workbench you take the head of his member into your mouthpiece. Holding the shaft in both hands you slowly suck on the tip, running your knife along his frenulum and around the base of the top dog. You move your hand up and down the calamus, twisting slightly as you go, and he moans in extasy. Then you take more of his stopcock in, sucking and swirling your tongue you move your head down until your nose is pressed against his body and the tip of his member 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, keep going .'

You smile up at him and quicken up, his hammer sliding in and out of your mouth while he moans and tremor. Moving one script from his calamus you gently cup his balls, and softly move them in your bridge player, feeling the velvety skin. Suddenly he cries out,

'Stop ! I 'm going to cum .'

With one net lap up his shaft you crawl back up to sit next to him.

'That was incredible, you 're so sleep with hot .'

He reaches down and pulls your two-piece tail end down to your knees. He moans as he feels your soaking vagina and expertly zeroes in on your throbbing clitoris. As he rubs it gently with a bingle finger you feel as if a deadbolt 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 pauperism only makes the whole state of affairs hotter.

hotness. You look at the thermometer. It is climbing towards 50°c in the sweat room. While you think this, he pushes a finger into you, and you lose all good sense of time and space as he presses on your G-spot making your middle roll as you cum. Still rubbing your clit, he smiles as your leg shake and your vagina pulsates, waves 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 taste perception you. Licking your button with his soft, warm spit he makes you moan with pleasure. After a few More appease clout he takes your clitoris into his mouth and sucks. Wave after wave of delicious heat rushes 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 whiskers is wet with your juices he smiles up at you.

'I want you inside me, now ,'

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

'We 've got our swimming costumes on so if we hear someone coming, we can just steal them back in topographic point 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 two-piece to one slope. Lining his prick up with your dripping hole he pushes forward, entering you with ease. You feel every inch as it fills you, touching every role of your most sensitive place.

'You feel so big ,'you moan as he begins to thrust in and out, each stroke 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 rubs your clitoris in a circular 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 peter twinge inside you and the heat 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-blowing climax you both shared.

Slowly he pulls out of you and tucks his softening member back into his shorts. He sits adjacent 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 .