<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/rHBCgde.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Caroline Wafford</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=259067.msg12796332#msg12796332)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Concierge<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 1st, a little after one in the afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Swimming pool Cabana<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Nude<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Marco Gutierrez<strong>Mentioned:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Oral Sex<hr/><br/>Had she ever imagined that her first day there would be like that?  Did she ever give serious thought to something such as what was going on actually happening to her that very moment?<br/><br/>She liked to take risks every now and then.  It was what made life fun.  From just going with the flow, following her heart on random road trips, to even an unplanned, unexpected marriage after one too many drinks.  But they were safe risks.  Even when she was drunkenly married, it was to a boy she knew.  And yet, there she was, stripping naked next to a gorgeous hunk of a man, in public, with no delusions in her mind as to what was about to happen.<br/><br/>It was something to be embraced.  A further step outside of the comfort-zone.  A desire to have a little more fun and excitement.<br/><br/>The kiss against her lips only breathed new life into the lust that burned so deeply and intensely inside.  A purr of approval escaped her as he gripped her ass, his fingers firm, massaging and kneading the soft flesh of her backside.  Each second of his attention, his touch, made her want more and more.  As did he, it felt, from the way his cock was nestled against her body, the organ swelling with a desire that was matched by her own.<br/><br/>Her lips pulled away from his, a mischievous gleam in her eyes as she allowed a soft laugh to escape her lips.  “So far, so good.” She said, leaning her head in closer to his body.<br/><br/>Soft kisses of her lips were placed along his neck, moving down his firm chest.  Her body slowly began to lower, her kisses trailing against the hard, muscled six-pack, moving further and further.  The plush lips did not stop, not as they crossed over his pubis, not as the moved with a savoring slowness across the thickness of his shaft.  They stopped only at the thick, bulbous tip that greeted her eyes, before being engulfed by the wet warmth of her mouth.