I walked to her table and asked if I could join her? She said yes, her accent drove my cock hard from the start! She said her name was Miem asked if i...was in europe on business? No pure pleasure. I smiled evilly as i sipped my coffee.What does your pleasure do? Her broken english sent me over the top. I knew i was going to fuck this bitch up! Then just fuck her.I fuck women! Miem's eye were huge! she twisted in her set. The best thing is to be honest. I stood up told her to come on we had to. I love the way he kisses me. We only met in office time and it had become a routine work for us whenever were alone in the lift after our shift was over we would stop the lift on the 3rd floor as everybody thought that the floor was haunted and nobody come over there and so we used to stopped there and kiss each other like mad he would press my boobs over my dress fuck and the felling was so great he amazing.We never thought things would go beyond kissing n pressing boobs. One day we all. I went back to the room I had occupied last. I found my clothes and put on a pair of soiled jeans and a clean thick tee shirt. The reason I chose the thick tee was that I was cold. The mountains got cold at night even in the summer I was told, and full summer wasn't even there yet. It had an effect on my breasts I thought better minimized.When I got back to the house there was a man walking around with a folder filled with photographs. He was identifying the guests. "How is it going," I asked. I lift my ass to meet his tongue he teases my hole his tongue darting in and out as the wetness builds. I thrust my ass up into the air and insist "fuck my pussy and fuck it hard." His tongue continues its assault on my ass as his finger works its way in my pussy. Not a moment later I feel the first thrust hard deep and confident. Each thrust going deeper, each thrust almost too much to hold back from, I let myself go, my body thrusting back to meet his. His nails going down my back his hands.