He pulled her closer and slid his hands under her blue and white striped shirt. She was a professional and dressed conservatively, but after getting h...ome, she left the shirt on, but changed into a pair of beige shorts. Thu wasn't nearly as conservative as she seemed. After all she had confided to him that she had fantasies of getting bent over and fucked on her desk. He thought about never getting that opportunity as he suddenly removed his hands from under her shirt, grabbed her by the waist,. She starts to move her body up and down. We are fucking in the sauna&hellip, She speeds her movements and my dick disappears completely into her pussy. When she moves down, it feels best, because my cockhead is feeling the warmth of her pussy the best. My body starts to tingle. By cock is bouncing. She starts to moan again. Somewhat louder than when she was playing with her pussy. I also start to moan. We lose control and do not know where we are. In fact we do not care where we are. We have. “AAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!” he suddenly cried, haunches jerking frenziedly as he released himself.Julia laid back, eyes screwed tight, mouth wide and slack.Shuddering moans came from her. For a moment, Quentin wondered whether she was going to be sick.“Enjoy her, Jason?” enquired Quentin as the negro peremptorily withdrew.“Only because she was a first-timer,” replied the negro.“The girl’s not really willing. And she needs plenty of training.”Quentin’s eyebrow went up in mock surprise. “Not really. After a couple of hours and several beers later all barriers now seemed down. Next thing the blond man beckoned me over to join them and I then found out they were Swedish, Sven and Inga. They could speak perfect English and we enjoyed the rest of the evening together. At about midnight Sven asked if I wanted to come back to their apartment for a drink. it was just around the corner. I thought why not as I was alone as long as they didn't mind.As we walked back Inga positioned herself in.