His c**k drags out almost completely before slamming back in. I cling to him, legs tightening around his waist as he keeps the rhythm steady and brutal, my head thrown back.
“Look at me while I f**k you,” he demands, and I drop my head again to meet his gaze. “Let me see how much you love this c**k ruining you. I’m not stopping until you’re dripping down my balls and shaking in my arms, you hear me?”
He punctuates each filthy word with another deep thrust, grinding his hips in tight circles against my c**t on every inward stroke, building the heat between us higher.
The friction builds unbearably, my walls fluttering around his shaft as he leans in, whispering filth between jagged breaths:
"That's it, squeeze me just like that. I'm gonna f**k you through this window, make you feel me
