Stranger Girl Kissing Me In The Elevator & Fucked in her Hotel Room

The elevator doors slide shut, sealing us in a dim, confined space. She’s a stranger, but her eyes lock onto mine like she’s got a claim. No words, just a slow, deliberate step forward. Her breath hits my face, hot and eager. She grabs my shirt, pulls me down, and our lips crash together. Tongues wrestle, teeth clash. Her hands roam, squeezing my cock through my pants. I grunt, grabbing her tits, feeling her hard nipples through her thin blouse. She moans into my mouth, grinding against me. The elevator dings, but we’re lost in each other, a tangle of limbs and lust. She pulls away, breath ragged, and whispers, “My room. Now.”

We stumble into her hotel room, clothes already half-off. She pushes me onto the bed, straddling me. Her blouse is unbuttoned, revealing small, pert tits. I latch onto one, sucking hard, making her scream. She grinds against me, soaking my pants. I flip her over, hike up her skirt, and tear off her panties. Her pussy is glistening, ready. I waste no time, ram my cock into her deep. She arches her back, screaming. I pound into her, hard and fast, our bodies slapping together. She’s screaming, begging for more. I oblige, reaching down to rub her clit. She explodes, her pussy clenching around my cock. I grunt, thrusting a few more times before filling her up with my cum, her hotel room filling with the scent of our raw, animalistic fuck.