Sex at a conference

We are sitting in a conference room and I am bored. She is sitting in the room, she is beautiful and also seems bored. We furtively glance at each other, and then look away; we glance again then look away. She is blond and I am brunet, she has blue eyes and mine are brown, she has a dimple on her left cheek and I have a scar above my right eye. We stare at each other; we both stand up and leave the conference. Anadolu Yakası Escort Her room is nearer and we make for it. She fumbles with the keys, but then we are in. Our mouths meet, lips gliding over lips, then tongues meet sliding over each other, we share saliva. I explore her teeth and note that she had marmalade on her toast. I protrude my tongue and she sucks Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan on it greedily, I nibble her lip gently, but still draw blood. We are naked, we stare in each other?s eyes, and our pupils are dilated. We groom each other running our fingers through each other hair and picking at imaginary bits of fluff. Our bodies are rubbing against each Escort Anadolu Yakası other, fingers exploring the others cunt. We are wet; we suck each other?s fingers. We are now sharing blood, saliva and our juices, the mix moving from mouth to mouth. I suck on a nipple as she nibbles an earlobe. Our cunts are moving against each other; we are hungry for more. We find the bed and use fingers and tongues to explore the minutia of each other?s cunts. As I lick her clitoris I notice that her left inner labia is bruised, a rough lover perhaps. She nibbles my labia gently at first, and then more roughly, maybe that is how she got the bruise. I pick at a piece of dead skin and trace a vein with my tongue. My hand is slender and I probe deep inside her.