Risky outdoor public sex with dirty horny wife Tory Sweety [Elevator]

Her tits bounced, her cunt dripped, and she was teetering on the edge of sanity when the elevator doors slid open. Tory Sweety was a fucking mess, her face flushed, lips swollen from biting down on them, and her eyes wild with lust. She clutched the handrail, knuckles white, as her husband rammed his cock into her from behind, her ass jiggling with each brutal thrust. The elevator was their secret fuckpad, a risky playground where they could indulge in their dirtiest desires. He gripped her hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh, as he pounded her pussy raw. The elevator shuddered with each impact, the metal walls echoing their savage fucking. She moaned loudly, not giving a fuck who heard, as he reached around and roughly fingered her clit, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her body. She could feel his balls slapping against her, the wet sound of their fucking filling the small space. He leaned over, his body covering hers, and bit down on her neck, marking her as his. She cried out, her orgasm ripping through her, her pussy clenching around his cock. He grunted, his own release building, and with a final, deep thrust, he filled her with his hot cum, her body milking every last drop from him.

The doors pinged open, revealing a shocked businessman, his eyes widening at the sight of Tory Sweety’s ass still in the air, her husband’s cock still buried inside her. She turned her head, a wicked smile playing on her lips, and winked at him. “Like what you see?” she purred, her voice husky from screaming. Her husband chuckled, slowly pulling out, his cock glistening with their combined juices. He tucked himself back into his pants, leaving Tory bent over, her dress hiked up, her pussy exposed and dripping. The businessman, unable to look away, adjusted his own growing erection, his face flushed with embarrassment and desire. Tory laughed, a low, throaty sound, as the elevator doors closed, leaving them alone once more. She pushed off the handrail, turning to face her husband, her eyes filled with a hungry, insatiable need. “Again,” she demanded, her voice a low growl, as she dropped to her knees, ready to suck his cock clean. The elevator began its ascent, the soft hum filling the air as they prepared to fuck again, their bodies slick with sweat and lust.