Elevator adventure with DaCada goes crazy [Elevator]

The elevator doors glide shut, sealing the two figures in a dimly lit, metallic coffin, and suddenly, the air is thick with the scent of lust and sweat. DaCada, her breath ragged, backs him against the cold wall, her fingers digging into his chest as she brutally assaults his mouth with her tongue. She spits in her palm, grabbing his cock and jerking him hard, her fingers slick and relentless. She whispers filthy promises in his ear, her voice a throaty growl, “I’m gonna suck your cock so hard, you’ll see stars, you fucking bastard.” She drops to her knees, her mouth wide open, swallowing his cock like a starving slut, her lips stretched obscenely around his shaft. She gags on it, tears streaming down her face, but she doesn’t stop, her head bobbing furiously, her hand working in tandem, jerking and sucking, the wet, sloppy sounds filling the elevator like a twisted symphony.

Her saliva drips down her chin, mixing with the precum oozing from his cock. She pulls off with a pop, gasping for air, but only for a moment. She dives back in, this time taking him even deeper, her nose pressing against his pubic bone. She hums, the vibration sending shockwaves through his body. She pulls off again, her hand still pumping his cock, her eyes locked onto his. “You like that, you dirty fuck? You like it when I deepthroat your cock?” She spits on his cock, her hand smearing the saliva, making it glisten under the elevator’s harsh lights. She takes him back into her mouth, her head moving faster, her hand matching her rhythm. She moans around his cock, the vibrations pushing him closer to the edge. She pulls off one last time, her hand still jerking him off, her eyes never leaving his. She licks her lips, a wicked smile playing on her face. “Cum for me, you fucking animal. Cum all over my face.” He roars, his cock pulsing, his cum shooting out, coating her face, her tongue lolling out, catching every last drop. She smears his cum into her skin, her fingers tracing patterns in the sticky mess, a filthy grin on her face. The elevator dings, the doors sliding open, revealing a sight of pure, unadulterated debauchery.