Unchained Desire on the spans

The bridge at midnight, their secret meeting spot, becomes their playground. She, clad in a trench coat, waits, her heart pounding. He arrives, his eyes hungry, his hands eager. He pushes her against the bridge's side, his mouth finding hers, their tongues dancing. His hand slides under her coat, finding her naked body, her wetness. He unzips, his cock springing free, hard and ready. Lifting her leg, he enters her, his thrusts steady, his eyes locked with hers. The bridge's cables hum with their movements, their bodies slapping together, their breaths misting in the cool air. Her orgasm rips through her, her fingers clawing at his back, his following soon after, his cock pulsing inside her.

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