As usual it was deserted.I helped myself to a glass of white wine, some newspapers and some pretzels, and sat down.After a few minutes I glanced up, e...pecting it to be one of the staff offering me a refill. It wasn't. Instead, in front of me was a middle aged woman in a suit. It was immaculately cut. French? She had shoulder length brown hair and fantastic cleavage. She sat opposite me. I saw her skirt ride up, and glanced at the stockings she had on underneath. She looked at me and smiled. Her. Her stats were 36-30-36 which was perfect for me. I have always been a strong guy, a bodybuilder, and girls with curves have always driven my desire over the edge.We talked for a while, while I noticed her beautiful hair cascading down her face and boobs jutting out invitingly. When we were done, we went downstairs to her vehicle, while I gave her a powerful bear hug, crushing her body into mine, which she seemed to be quite into. Her intoxicating fumes wafted into my breath, which I told her,. He peered at a nearby pillar. "I think that's our treasurer getting railed by his boyfriend on an Eames armchair." An appropriately contemporary piece of furniture."We tiptoed through the rippling limbs of the orgy, searching for our lost LED path."Don't touch anything," Quigley chuckled, avoiding a cluster of cosplaying ladies in a muff munching daisy chain to his left."I'll wash my hands, once we find our way out of here." Is this the right direction?" Once we reached the empty hallway with. After a few minutes she looked up at me. "You like that little brother?" "Fuckin right I do." She looked so good with my cock in her mouth. After a few minutes she stood up and undone her pants and slide them down her smooth legs. She left her panties on and she climbed on top of me. She ground her panty covered pussy on my cock. She looked down at me with lustfully in her eyes. "You like that don't you Randy? You like me grinding on your cock?" Her voice was that of a siren. "Yes I do. Very.