Reblogged from myredbike
Make sure you pull them all the way up before you get back to the table. It’s better nobody suspects anything. I’ll keep your panties in my jacket. Any time I need a reminder of what just happened I will slide my hand into the pocked and run my fingers over your soaked panties, rubbing your wetness between my fingers.
Just doing that will take my mind back to the room. I will remember you bent over the bathroom sink. Skirt lifted up, panties pulled to the side, legs spread. I will visualize my cock throbbing through the zipper opening of my pants, precum dripping onto the tiled floor as I move behind you.
I want you to go over what we did when you later remember that you’re not wearing any underwear. How you pushed your ass into the air towards me and told me to fuck you right then and there. Don’t forget how I ripped your panties off and pushed hard inside you. When you think back, I want you to see our faces in the mirror while I slammed into you as hard as I could until we both collapsed on top of that sink.
I will keep the reminder in my pocket. I’ll be my keepsake until we meet again. And meet again we will, of that I’m sure. One day!