He went into the utilitarian bathroom to relieve himself. The door to the bathroom was sprung, and after a couple of tries to close it, he just left i... partially open.Leaving his room, Chris went down the hall and then up a broad flight of stairs to the upper floor. There was a huge open space here. To his right was a large fireplace, surrounded by chairs and sofas. Straight ahead there was a dining table large enough for twenty people, and beyond that was a glass wall with a sliding door that. Like the time when I had to change planes in Paris to get to Rome, and I was afraid that I would miss the plane to Rome because I spent 2 hours running around in the giant maze that is Charles de Gaulle, the Parisian airport. Whoever constructed that thing ought to be hanged by the hairs of his own nostrils! I did make it in time, though, not so much because I figured out how that multi-dimensional map of the airport worked, but because I stumbled upon the correct gate. I got to Rome, and after. Slowly I started to run my finger up and down her slit.Lily was pushing back onto me more and more, my hard cock trapped between my stomach and the crack of her ass. She then reached back with her right hand and began to stroke my cock. She spun around, never releasing my cock. I leaned down and kissed her passionately on the lips. She licked my lips and then our tongues darted in and out twisting together.Lily started kissing down my neck, then my chest. She continued to slide down further,. His hand moved forward between the thighs and started rubbing me. It was even more stimulating. I was literally out of my brains, so aroused and involved in sex. He grabbed my boob with the other hand and pressed it tightly.So he was all over me now like a dog dominating his bitch. My vagina was getting stretched, my pussy getting caressed, and my tits getting fondled. The sex was going more aggressive and interesting than I thought.I could hear Harsh breathing loudly. He was panting. He was.