Good, no one to disturb us. Mikael nods as he leads the blonde into a rather clean but undecorated room. Besides the bed, a desk and a computer, the only remarkable item inside is a punching bag, hanging from the ceiling. "Yeah, it's mine. Not much, but it suits my needs." He begins pulling off his shirt and jeans, revealing his muscular body, before grabbing her and lifting her up, pulling away the dress and laying her down on the bed. "I've been imagining you on this bed for a while." He kisses her, hard, before thrusting up, entering her pussy once more.