Madison
He gripped my hips, his c**k pressing against my entrance from behind.
He thrust into me, his c**k filling me completely. I gasped, my fingers gripping the railing, my knuckles turning white. He began to move, his hips slapping against my ass, the sound echoing off the balcony walls.
"f**k, you look so good bent over like this," he groaned, his hands sliding up my back, gripping my shoulders for leverage.
I moaned, my body rocking back to meet his thrusts. He felt so good, so deep. The city lights blurred below me, the world reduced to the feeling of his c**k inside me, his hands on my body, his breath hot on my neck.
He leaned down, his chest pressing against my back, his lips brushing against my ear. "You like this, don't you?" he murmured. "You like being f****d like a naug
