Remember that time at your parents place when you snuck away for some dirty fun? So sneaky yet sensual. Let Cole remind you of every delicious detail.
Hey there, you smell really good. You know what I was thinking about the other day? Remember that weekend at your parents' house, when we fooled around at that dinner party? Oh, I think about this sometimes to get me hard.
We were standing on the back porch with everyone else, and you leaned into me, and since our backs were facing a wall, I slipped my hand up your dress and grabbed your ass. You seemed to really like that, so I kept going. I felt you press against me.
I used this moment to slip a finger between your cheeks, sliding a tip of my finger over and around the opening of your pussy. Oh, fuck, I'm getting turned on now just thinking about it. Remember you tried to push my finger in by leaning back towards me? Oh, fuck, I was so fucking hot, baby.
I was starting to get viscerally hard, so you led me upstairs to one of the bedrooms. As soon as we closed the door behind us, you bent over and took off your panties, giving me that look. You know goddamn well which look I'm talking about.
You know, seeing your panties on the floor and that look in your eyes, it drives me absolutely wild. I pulled down the top of your dress and took off your bra, exposing your breasts. Oh, and then lifted up your skirt, playing with your clit as I sucked on your breasts.
Playing with your clit as I sucked on your breasts. Like this, baby. Here, spread your legs for me.
I want to rub your clit as I tell you this. Slowly. Oh, does that feel good? Oh, you were starting to squeal as I sucked on your nipples even harder, so I put my hand over your mouth while I slipped my fingers inside you.
Your legs started to give in and your body shook. You wanted to fall to the floor, but I held you up. You wanted to come.
I wanted you to come too, but not yet. I took your dress off and laid you down on the bed beside us. Oh, baby, you're so fucking hot.
I left a trail of kisses along your soft stomach, down towards your pussy. You pushed yourself against my face. I was about to flip you around when we heard voices outside.
I got up fast, kicked your clothes under the bed, pulled you to me and hid in the bathroom attached to the room. You could hear them as they entered the room. Remember what we did in the bathroom? I put my hand over your mouth and slowly slid inside of you from behind.
The tip went smoothly and when I thrusted my full length into you, you began to whimper. We could hear the guests talking in the room right next to us. They were almost caught, but you were able to calm down and stay quiet as I thrusted in and out of you.
At first, they were long, slow strokes, in and out. You were fighting very hard to stay quiet, every so often looking in the direction of the door. Then, I pulled your head back by your hair and thrust faster.
I wanted to see if you could stay quiet, even when I was hitting you. I reached over and began to play with your clit. You couldn't help it anymore and let out a loud moan.
I moved faster, sliding against the walls that were quickly tightening around my dick. The very second we could hear the footsteps, you began to whine and whine and whine and whine and whine and whine and whine and whine and whine. Leaving the room, we both let out moans and I could feel you spasm as I filled you up with my comb.
Oh, fuck. Maybe that was one of the best orgasms I've ever had, seeing you bent over like that, turned on and struggling not to make a sound as I thrust into you. Come here.
Oh, let me feel that pussy. And then, putting our clothes back on and going back to the party. We should go to dinner parties at your parents' more often.