In the dim light of the hotel room, Sofie Lund's breath hitches as she realizes the implications of their shared bed. Her heart races as Otto's hand tentatively moves to her breast, cupping it gently. She can feel his cock harden against her ass, and she knows she should stop him, but the sensation is too exquisite. She arches into his touch, a soft moan escaping her lips as Otto's fingers find her nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. The room fills with the sound of their ragged breaths and the wet, sucking noises of Sofie's pussy as Otto's fingers find her clit, rubbing it in slow, tantalizing circles.