Unseen Encounter: A Shadowy Tryst

The clock strikes nine forty-five, the room bathed in the soft glow of the city lights filtering through the window. The man, his cock already hard and straining against his jeans, watches as the woman, her body silhouetted against the light, slowly undresses. She turns, her back to him, and bends over, giving him a perfect view of her ass. He growls, a primal sound, and steps forward, his hands grasping her hips, pulling her back against his throbbing cock. She moans, pushing back against him, eager for more as he grinds against her, his hands roaming her body, leaving no inch unexplored.

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