He just took out his cock and fucked me right there in the elevator and came on my face

The doors slid shut, sealing us in a steel coffin, the air thick with anticipation. I hadn’t planned this, but when he whipped out his thick cock, I couldn’t resist the primal urge to suck it. My lips wrapped around his shaft, the taste of his precum salty and intoxicating. I bobbed my head, taking him deeper, the elevator’s hum a dull roar against the wet slurps of my mouth working his cock. He grabbed my hair, forcing me to look up at him, his eyes wild with lust. I gagged slightly as he hit the back of my throat, but I didn’t stop. My saliva dripped down his shaft, coating it, making it glisten under the fluorescent lights. He growled, pulling me up by my hair, spinning me around and shoving me against the cold metal wall. His cock was hard and throbbing, pressing against my ass. I reached back, grabbing it, guiding it to my pussy. He slammed into me, hard, the force making me scream. His hips pounded against mine, each thrust sending shockwaves through my body. The elevator jerked to a halt, but we didn’t notice. All that mattered was the raw, animalistic fucking. He grunted, his movements becoming erratic. With a final, savage thrust, he pulled out, his cock pulsating as he came, hot cum spraying across my face, dripping down my cheeks and into my mouth. I licked my lips, tasting him, feeling his seed dribble down my chin, a filthy, desperate mess. He leaned in, his breath ragged, and kissed me, his tongue exploring my mouth, mixing his cum with my spit. The elevator doors opened, but we stayed there, locked in our dirty, debauched embrace, the world outside fading into nothingness.