Amazing sex on the rails! [Extreme]

The rusty old train, still as a corpse, stretched out beneath her like a metallic snake basking in the sun. She straddled the rail, her tanned legs slick with sweat and the filth of the gorge she knelt in. She was a vision of fuck-me filth, her skirt hiked up to her waist, panties torn and dangling off one thigh. She leaned back, her hand wrapped around his thick cock, guiding it to her hungry cunt. She impaled herself with a grunt, her pussy stretching obscenely around his girth. She began to bounce, her tits jiggling wildly, nipples hard as pebbles. She rode him hard, the rough metal biting into her knees, the gritty gravel digging into her flesh. She could feel the train tracks vibrating with each thrust, the cold steel contrasting with the heat of their fucking. She reached down, rubbing her clit furiously, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She needed this, needed to be fucked raw on these tracks, needed to feel the dirt and the danger. She could hear the distant rumble of a train, the threat of death adding an extra thrill to her fuck. She screamed as her orgasm hit, her pussy clenching around his cock, milking him for all he was worth. He roared, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his hot cum, their juices mixing and dripping down her thighs, staining the tracks beneath them.

She turned around, her ass facing him, her pussy glistening with their combined fluids. She looked back at him, her eyes wild, her mouth twisted in a dirty smirk. She wanted more, wanted to feel him everywhere. She reached back, spreading her ass cheeks, exposing her tight little hole. She spat on it, rubbing her saliva into her puckered flesh. She guided his cock to her ass, pushing back against him, impaling herself inch by inch. She moaned, the burn of his invasion sending shocks of pleasure through her body. She began to move, her hips rolling, her ass bouncing against his thighs. She could feel every ridge, every vein of his cock as it stretched her wide. She reached down, her fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. She could hear the train getting closer, the rumble louder, the threat more real. She didn’t care, she wanted this, wanted to be fucked in the ass on these tracks, wanted to feel the danger, the excitement. She came again, her body convulsing, her ass clenching around his cock. He roared, his cock pulsing as he filled her ass with his hot cum, their juices mixing and dripping down her thighs, staining the tracks beneath them. She collapsed forward, her body shaking with the aftermath of her orgasm, the train roaring past them, a symphony of danger and desire.