I thrust in, burying deep in one go. She cried out, sound muffled by the wind, her walls gripping me tight, velvety, and wet. The sensation was overwhelming, and my balls carried sex sounds into the night air as they slapped against her.I started moving slowly at first, savoring the slide, every inch. Her ass cheeks jiggled with each push, soft and firm under my hands. The platform lights cast long shadows. Sweat beaded on my neck despite the cold, dripping down my back. “You feel so fucking good,” I grunted, picking up pace, the slap of skin echoing off the walls.“Harder, make me feel it,” she demanded, pushing back to meet me. Her voice was breathy, dirty, spurring me on. I gripped her hips, nails digging in, pounding relentlessly. The fence rattled with our rhythm, the chain links clinking like a perverse music. Her pussy fluttered, close already, and I reached around to rub her clit, fingers slick.She came with a shudder, moaning my name, body tensing as waves hit her. “Oh go
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