Cheating neighbor fucked in elevator (Swedish dirtytalk)

The elevator doors close, sealing us in a tight, metallic box. I press the button for the seventh floor, but my eyes are locked on her, the neighbor I’ve been fantasizing about for months. Her back is turned to me, her ass round and firm in those tight leggings. “Du är så jävla vacker,” I whisper, my voice thick with lust. She turns, her eyes meeting mine, a smirk playing on her lips. She knows why I’m here, why I followed her into the elevator. She leans against the wall, her hands sliding down to her pussy, rubbing it through the fabric. “Fuck me,” she demands, her voice a sultry growl. I don’t need to be told twice. I’m on her in an instant, my hands gripping her hips, my cock already hard and ready. I lift her up, her legs wrapping around my waist, and I slam into her, her wet cunt enveloping me. She moans, her head falling back, her nails digging into my shoulders. I fuck her hard, the elevator shaking with each thrust, her dirty talk in Swedish driving me wild. “Hårdare,” she gasps, her voice breathless. “Fuck me harder.”

The elevator dings, the doors sliding open to reveal the empty hallway, but I don’t stop. I can’t. Her pussy is too tight, her moans too intoxicating. I carry her out, her back hitting the cold wall, my cock still buried deep inside her. I fuck her against the wall, her tits bouncing with each thrust, her legs squeezing me tighter. She comes first, her body convulsing, her juices dripping down my cock. But I’m not done. I pull out, my cock glistening with her cum, and I come all over her tits, my roar of release echoing down the hallway. She smiles, her fingers tracing patterns in my cum, and I know this won’t be the last time we fuck in this elevator.