Having the best possible sex on balcony

The balcony door slides open with a grunt, letting in the humid night air. Her mouth is already on me, sucking my cock like it’s her last meal. She’s bent over the railing, black lace thong riding up her ass crack, giving me a perfect view of her glistening cunt. The city lights flicker below, but all I see is her, ass in the air, begging for it. I spit on her hole, watch it drip down, then ram my cock into her pussy, hard. She moans, a filthy sound that echoes off the concrete. I grab her hips, pull her back onto me, fucking her rough. Her tits bounce in her top, nipples hard. I reach around, finger her clit, feel her pulse under my touch. She’s dripping wet, her juices coating my balls. I pull out, slap her ass, leave a red handprint. She whimpers, pushes back against me. I spit again, this time on her asshole, rub it in with my thumb. She tenses, then relaxes as I push in, fucking her ass slow. She’s grunting now, a dirty animal sound. I grab her hair, pull her head back, fuck her face with my cock. She gags, tears streaming down her cheeks, but she takes it, all of it. I explode in her mouth, feel her swallow, every last drop. She licks her lips, turns to me, a wicked smile on her face.