Most women know or have a sense of it in that situation. She was going to get fucked. She knew it. She had known for years. Boris had always had a thi...ng for her. She could see it in his eyes. That was why she had been hesitant to be alone with him. She looked around. The back of Uncle Bernie's loft unit was the bedroom. There were no walls in the loft unit. In the back, just in front of the spiral stair from below, was the bed area. To one side, opposite the bed was the bath area. There was a. And her little patch of public hair was blonde, WOW my first true blonde!! Well I had to see what that tastes like so I just dived into the sweet smelling and tasting piece of heaven. She was nice and wet and as soon as I started to eat her she started to come. I stayed out for 3 climaxes that I counted. Then I got up and grabbed a condom and prepared. She was so ready; I got between her wide open legs and slipped right in, in one stroke. She Was nice a snug too. I then preceded top fuck her. Although it was a trip for professional reasons, we've had some time to visit the city. Among other sightseeings, we entered a curiosity called "erotic museum" or something like that. We watched the exposed material, pictures and various erotic tools most of them. At a moment i noticed at a rather isolated semi-dark corner of the place a man sitted on a chair looking at something in a tv monitor. Ignoring our presence (we were the only visitors there) he had his erect penis in the hand stroking. Her rocking slowed to a stop and she lifted her face from the bed sheets to face me again, her raven hair stuck to her face by a fine sheen of sex sweat and her face flushed red from her orgasm. She rested her head in the crook of my neck and giggled through ragged breaths. At this point I started to dread that we were finished now as it had already gone further than I had expected it to. Just then Lauren got up off of me and then the bed. I was up on my elbows watching as she stood at the foot.