As soon as we stepped into the apartment we were at each other, like wild dogs; our mouths were everywhere at once, my hand finding her pert breasts, her hand clawing at my cock. It was all happening so fast. No words were exchanged, just an urgent desire to rip off our clothes and get to it. Which we did! My hand pulled away her flimsy sarong and she stpeed back, exposing her body to me. She was gorgeous, long-limbed and beautifully tanned. My mouth found her breasts again and I was pushing her back against the wall, her legs locking themselves around me as I suddenly felt myself gliding inside her. Soon we were joined, my need to have her outweighing allother thoughts. I was ramming into her, my hands clawing through her hair, her mouth clamped on mine, her muffled moans rising in a crescendo as I urgently shafted her with ever more powerful shafts. Suddenly I was coming and as my seed spurted inside her she pulled back her head and gave a loud groan and then we were falling backwards onto her bed where we lay, limbs entwined, regaining our breath.
She there on holiday. I went there the following week, but there was no sign. I don't even know her name! My only hope is that this coming summer I'll be lucky enough to find her again...
