Sex in the elevator with lilmilk goes terribly wrong

The elevator doors slide shut, sealing us in a metal coffin, the stale air thick with anticipation. Lilmilk, dressed in a slick leather bodysuit, presses her back against the cold wall, eyes locked onto mine. I can see her nipples hardening through the glossy material, her breath hitching as I step closer, my cock already straining against my jeans. She reaches out, fingers tracing the bulge, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “Let’s see what you’ve got,” she purrs, her hand wrapping around my throat, pulling me into a brutal kiss. Our tongues clash, teeth grazing, as I hike up her tight leather skirt, my fingers digging into her ass. She moans into my mouth, grinding against my hand, her pussy slick and ready. I spin her around, bending her over the elevator’s rail, her ass in the air, her face reflected in the mirror. I rip down her bodysuit, exposing her pale, tattooed skin, her ass cheeks spread wide. I spit on her asshole, rubbing the saliva in with my thumb, feeling her shiver. I unzip my jeans, freeing my cock, and rub the head against her wet cunt, teasing her entrance. She pushes back, desperate, but I grab her hips, slamming into her hard, making her scream. The elevator lurches, lights flickering, but we’re lost in our own world, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, her moans echoing off the metal walls. I pound into her, my balls slapping against her clit, her pussy gripping my cock like a vice. She reaches back, fingering her asshole, her body trembling as she comes, her cunt clamping down on my cock. I grunt, pulling out, spraying my hot load across her back, my cum dripping down her spine.

The elevator comes to an abrupt halt, the doors refusing to open. We’re stuck, panting and sweating, the air thick with the scent of sex. Lilmilk turns to me, a wicked grin on her face, her bodysuit torn, her makeup smudged. She licks her lips, her eyes on my cock, still hard and glistening with her juices. “Looks like we’ve got some time to kill,” she says, dropping to her knees, her mouth open wide, ready to take me deep. I grab her hair, pulling her head back, exposing her throat. I spit on her face, the saliva dripping down her chin, mixing with her saliva. I guide my cock to her mouth, sliding it in slowly, feeling her gag on my length. She looks up at me, tears in her eyes, but she takes it all, her nose buried in my pubes. I hold her there, choking on my cock, her body convulsing as she fights for breath. I pull out, letting her gasp for air, before slamming back in, fucking her face hard, her head bouncing off the elevator floor. She gags and chokes, but she takes it, her hands reaching up to grab my balls, squeezing them tightly. I roar, pulling out, cum spraying across her face, dripping down her chin, mixing with her tears and saliva. She looks up at me, her face covered in my cum, a wicked smile on her lips. “That’s what I’m talking about,” she says, licking her lips, savoring the taste of my cum.