Her eyes were closed and I thought she was going to faint but she just slumped against me until she recovered. The train started off again and as we p...lled into the station I got my hand out before it stopped.“Follow me” she said as we got off. I did, and she headed for the fire exit stairs. Instead of going up the stairs she went to the side of them. She obviously knew where she was going and I realised she’d done this before. As we got round the stairs we were in a dead end, totally out of. I walked through the dark in the house until I found what would be the master bedroom, but the door was closed. I opened it slowly. The room was softly lit by small candles placed around the room. She was lying on the bed, her dark auburn hair splayed across a pillow, a white satin sheet covering her. I could see the outline of every curve of her body as though the sheet clung to her skin. She beckoned to me with one hand and said softly, “Come to me.” I slowly undressed, leaving my clothes. “Shush darling. Stop worrying, we do this every week don’t we. No one can get in here. We’re three floors up and can’t be overlooked,” murmured Clinton, as she leaned back against him, her wiry black hair agitating his nostrils. “Besides it’s fun, sort of risky. Not like the safe haven of your bedroom.”He buried his head in the back of her neck, breathing deeply at the Dior perfume. Hillary squeaked agreement and patiently reached down with one hand between her gleaming thighs and pressured his. Pretty much right off the bat.I couldn’t fucking believe how small she was compared to me. I got her over my face- I had her legs spread and she was looking back at my dick as I had my head against her pillows. She bent over a little bit and I had her spread wide with my mouth in her cunt. She put her finger inside herself and I just followed inside her with my tongue. She was fondling her clit and my tongue was right up there inside her. Every once in awhile, she played with me, sticking.