In the Closet

It was a frantic meeting, animalistic even, with only his zip undone, Evan rammed his cock into his companion, her panties pulled to the side, her skirt on her lower back.

She moaned loudly, pushing back into the intrusion when he pulled out. When he jabbed back in she let out a satisfied sigh. He gripped her hips, going harder and all she did was pant and moan, chasing her pleasure with abandon. She finished first, clenching around his dick so good Evan had no choice but to come.

When he pulled out his softening cock, both of them hissing at how sensitive they were, they dressed quietly. The only noise in the closet that of their breaths. She walked out first, disappearing into the throng of partygoers without a backwards glance. 

Moments later, Evan was out and about too. The deep satisfaction of good sex carrying him through the night.

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