Summer throating fun: Orgy action before the swim

That summer orgy started slow and sweet but ended with me completely wrecked and honestly I still can’t stop replaying it. We were lounging around her backyard, the heat making everything feel heavier, and I remember catching her eye from across the grass and knowing exactly what we both wanted. When we finally slipped inside to the cool quiet of the bedroom the air smelled like sunscreen and warm skin. The way she pulled me onto the bed and whispered that nobody would hear us had my heart pounding. Every stroke felt deeper than any word could say and when her fingers tightened in my hair while I buried myself between her thighs the room faded completely. We moved together like we had all day and nothing else mattered. Afterwards we just laid there sweat slicked and breathless and she giggled tracing the lines on my chest before we finally went back out to the others to grab a cold beer and pretend we were fine.