Madness in the dark
In the gloom of a long-abandoned building, two lost souls, bound by an intense, primal connection, surrender to their darkest desires. The man, a towering figure with a face obscured by shadows, presses the woman against the cold, damp wall, his hands like vises on her hips. She gasps, her heart pounding as he grinds his erection against her, his hot breath on her neck sending shivers down her spine. She can feel his eyes on her, intense, almost predatory, as he slowly undoes his belt, letting his pants drop to the floor. He's bare underneath, his cock thick and hard, glistening with pre-cum. She whimpers, eager, as he lifts her leg, positioning himself at her entrance, then slams into her, his thrusts powerful and relentless, filling the air with the sound of their bodies meeting, her wetness coating his cock, their moans echoing in the empty space.