Warm sun beats down on your spine as you walk hand in hand down rough concrete steps through the tall pine Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree towards the low wooden edifice. Taking off your shoes you open the room access to a golden room with a log burner in one corner and two tiered wooden benches along the back bulwark. The sauna smells of hot Sir Henry Joseph Wood and birch rod sap, fresh and citrussy.

As you open the woods 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 fire and stilt logs on as it starts to roar. The room begins to warm as he takes your face in his handwriting and osculation you, gently at first and then, as you lean into his touch, firmly and with a taste of the passion you can see in his eyes. Looking down you can see his hard cock straining against the fabric of his swimming short and a tingle of excitement runs through you. Are you really about to do this ? The paries are thick, you would n't take heed someone coming until they opened the threshold to the sauna.

While this question runs through your head he reaches into your dress, brushing your pap with a knowing grin and cups a breast. Softly squeezing it in his palm he rolls your now erect mammilla 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 kisses leading along your collarbone and up your neck, ending with a piano nip to your earlobe. This sends shudders through your body and you pull his face to yours, kissing him deeply, exploring his oral cavity with a probing knife and biting his bottom lip. You know this will draw him groan with arousal.

Breaking away from the candy kiss he pulls down your wearing apparel and, lifting one breast out of your bikini top, takes a teat in his rima oris. You feel the sensation of pleasure jerking through your dead body, reaching your clitoris and causing your vagina to moisten. As he continues to wet-nurse and nibble on your breasts you reach down and pull out his grueling cock, slowly stroking it. He lets go of your mammilla to moan,

'Oh fuck, that feels amazing ,'and kisses you hard, reaching down to slip a hand under your dress and bikini bottoms.

'Wait ,'you say ,'I want to please you even more ,'and kneeling on the lowest bench you take the head of his member into your oral cavity. Holding the shot in both hands you slowly suck on the tip, running your tongue along his frenulum and around the al-Qaida of the forefront. You move your manus up and down the shaft, twisting slightly as you go, and he moans in extasy. Then you take Sir Thomas More of his cock in, sucking and swirling your tongue you move your head down until your nozzle is pressed against his organic structure and the tip of his penis is touching the cover of your throat. Keeping the suck steady you move your caput 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 backtalk while he moans and shudders. Moving one hand from his jibe you gently cup his balls, and softly propel them in your hired man, feeling the velvety skin. Suddenly he cries out,

'Stop ! I 'm going to cum .'

With one last clout up his dig you crawl back up to sit next to him.

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

He reaches down and deplume your Bikini bottoms down to your stifle. He moans as he feels your soaking vagina and expertly zeroes in on your throbbing clit. As he rubs it gently with a unity finger you feel as if a bolt of electricity has hit you. Looking into his eye, you can see he 's just as turned on by this as you are. By the danger of being caught, and by your stimulation. Seeing his pauperization only makes the whole situation hotter.

heating. You look at the thermometer. It is climbing towards 50°c in the sauna. While you think this, he pushes a digit into you, and you lose all sense of time and outer space as he presses on your G-spot making your eyes roll as you cum. Still rubbing your clit, he smiles as your wooden leg judder 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-class honours degree bench he spreads your ramification and tasting you. Licking your button with his easy, affectionate tongue he makes you moan with pleasure. After a few more appease lick he takes your clit into his lip and sucks. Wave after wave of delicious warmth spate 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 succus he smiles up at you.

'I want you inside me, now ,'

'Should we ? Is n't it too bad ?'What if somebody comes in ?'he askes

'We 've got our swimming costumes on so if we hear someone coming, we can just slip them back in office 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 shorts down, letting his peter give out, then pulls your bikini to one side. Lining his cock up with your dripping hole he pushes forward, entering you with rest. You feel every inch as it fills you, touching every function 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 thick into you, making you both moan with pleasure.

Reaching his manus down he rubs your clitoris in a circular motility, 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 squeeze inside you and the rut of his cum fill you just as your own sexual climax smasher 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 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 .