“Dr. Kembe, working late?
Co-curating an African collection, I had lusted after ebony skin emanating gold under this half-light. Her scent was subtle, her body was not. At the stairs, she turned with exposed breasts.
Voracious kisses and sounds of stripping echoed in the atrium. The T-Rex would enjoy our coupling!
A flash had us naked, her holding the railing and me wetly railing her with my desperate erection.
“Maaathew! Fuck me!”
Ebony buttocks magically rippled as I reached her button.
Our cum screams were primal.
“Who’s there?”
Ducking, the flashlight missed our faces, but not my spurting.
We giggled.
