Anonymous Quickie in the Alley

In the heart of the city, a clandestine meeting. A woman, her identity hidden behind a veil of shadows, waits. A man approaches, his face obscured by a hood. No words exchanged, only a silent understanding. He pins her against the wall, his hands exploring her body, finding her wet and ready. She unzips him, guiding his hardness into her, gasping as he fills her. A quick, desperate rhythm, the city's rhythm echoing their own. As suddenly as it began, it ends, leaving only the echoes of their pleasure in the night air.

• sex
• quicky

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