House party Stories

She's waiting on the bed when I enter the room. "We have to be quick," she urges, laying back and parting her legs. I unzip, move on top of her, and push inside. We fuck enthusiastically, driven by lust and the chance of being caught, our mouths mashed together to prevent noises. I thrust and she huffs, arching her back and moving her hips. I look at the photos on the nightstand as we climax together. I remember their wed...