The suitcase, a willing vessel, gapes open as the cock penetrates its depths. The fucking is relentless, the cock a piston driving in and out, stretching the suitcase's interior. The air is thick with the scent of sex, the sound of wet flesh meeting plastic echoing. The suitcase's sides bulge with each thrust, the cock's head rubbing against the smooth interior, stimulating it to drizzle more juices. The suitcase is filled, used, and emptied, the cock finally pulling out, leaving a gaping, dripping maw.