He stops a super hot prostitute on the street and fucks her terribly in the car in a public parking lot.

The neon glow of the city lights spilled through the dusty windows of his parked car, casting an eerie glow on the woman’s thighs, partially exposed by the garish red dress she wore. He pulled her in, hips grinding against the leather seat, her mouth hot and wet against his ear as she whispered filthy promises. The scent of cheap perfume mingled with the acrid smell of sweat and desperation. He growled low in his throat, hand snaking up her thigh, fingers digging into the lacy edge of her thong. He ripped it aside, fingers plunging into her cunt, slick and ready. She gasped, bucking against his hand, nails scratching at his chest. He shoved her down, face pressed against the cold window, ass in the air. He lifted her dress, exposing her round, firm ass. He spat on his cock, stroking it hard before slamming into her, a harsh grunt escaping his lips. Her screams filled the car, muffled by the glass, as he fucked her brutally, each thrust harder than the last. The car rocked slightly, the engine ticking softly in the background, a stark contrast to the raw, animalistic sounds of their fucking.

Her body jolted with each savage thrust, breasts bouncing wildly, nipples hard against the thin fabric of her dress. He gripped her hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh, leaving bruises. She reached back, fingers finding his balls, squeezing tightly. He roared, pounding into her with renewed ferocity. The window fogged up, obscuring the view of the empty parking lot. He could feel his orgasm building, a tight coil in his stomach. He pulled out abruptly, grabbing her hair, pulling her head back. He came in hot ropes, coating her face and neck, his grip tightening as he milked every last drop. She panted, body shaking, as he released her, a satisfied smirk on his face. He zipped up, leaving her there, a mess of sweat and cum, her reflection in the window a stark reminder of the brutal encounter.