I pecked Francesco on the cheek and he smirked.
“So do you think you could be quiet for me if I were to f**k you with my fingers right now? I know for a fact that you wouldn’t be able to keep quiet if I stuck my d**k inside of you.” He moved his hand down our bodies, cupping my p***y through my bikini bottom.
“Better stay quiet now.” He chuckles, and he pushes me to the edge of the pool, and he looks me in my eyes while he pulls my bikini shorts to the side, starting to rub my c**t, and I bury my head into his neck. He smelt of cologne, and I breathed his scent in. He smelt so good.
His fingers played with my c**t while he stayed quiet. The rest of the boys were so preoccupied with their card game and jokes, they didn’t catch on.
I moaned softly into Francesco’s neck, barely even audi
