What are you doing at the door of my hotel room? I'm in London for a party, and I haven't done my hair yet, AND I need to be downstairs in half an hour! And you - you're meant to be in meetings all night, aren't you? You're in the middle of a case! And yet, here you are, and I'm locking the hotel room door, sealing us both inside. We're tearing our clothes off, cos we don't have much time, but if we're quick, there's time to fuck. And there's nothing I'd rather do. But however much of a hurry we're in, once I see your hard cock, I can't bear to miss out on sucking it. It's my favourite, and you taste so good, and your cock is warm, and throbbing, and DON'T YOU DARE CUM ON MY FACE, I don't have time to redo my makeup! You push me down onto the bed, and I'm looking up as you as you slide into me and begin to move. God, I love being full of your cock; we don't have time to do everything we want to, but I flip on top of you even so, because I desperately want to feel how deep your cock thrusts inside me in this position.  Soon, you roll me onto my back again and fuck me hard, and fast, and deep.  Who's going to cum first? Have we got time to find out? And will you come back to me later, after the party and the meetings, to finish what we started? This delicious encounter is all too brief, and leaves me just wanting more of you even as I cum, my pussy spasming around your heavenly, thick cock. I'm going to go to the party knowing that you just came inside me, and that later, you're going to do it all over again...