In the heart of a seedy back alley, beneath the flickering neon lights, he stood, his hard cock pulsating with desire. Her wet cunt beckoned him, begging to be filled with his dirty, filthy dick. He approached her slowly, savoring every step, every pounding beat of anticipation racing through his veins.
She was there, on her knees in the darkened corner, her eyes burning with desire and a touch of fear. Her puffy lips were swollen from their previous encounter earlier that night, a reminder of how he had claimed them as his own. He reached out to stroke the length of her slutty cunt with the tips of his fingers, teasing her clit until it protruded like a hardened nubbin of need.
Her breathing quickened as he moved closer, their bodies almost touching but not quite there yet. He wanted her to beg for more, to crave his cock deep inside her. And so she did, her muffled pleas echoing off the cold brick walls that surrounded them.
Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. With a fierce growl, he pushed her down onto her back, crushing her into the unforgiving concrete floor. Her legs spread wide in submission, offering herself to him for his pleasure. He gripped her by the throat and squeezed, forcing her eyes to bulge with fear and lust as she struggled to breathe.
"Tell me what you want," he demanded, his voice thick with desire. "Tell me how much you need my cock inside you."
She gasped out a reply through ragged breaths, her words barely audible against the sounds of the city around them. "Please...please fuck me..."
He released her throat and dove in, his tongue seeking out her wet, sloppy hole as he shoved two fingers deep within her. He could feel her walls tremble and clench around him, aching for more. With one final thrust of his fingers, he pulled them out and replaced them with his throbbing cock.
Her cunt was tight, but he knew she needed to be stretched wide open, to feel every inch of his dick sliding in and out of her. He pumped faster now, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. The sounds of their lovemaking filled the night - the wet squelching of flesh on flesh, her muffled cries for more, and his grunts of pleasure as he fucked her hard.
Sweat trickled down his forehead, mixing with the grime of the alley floor beneath him. He could feel his orgasm building, the need to release himself inside her overpowering. And so he did, pulling out at the last moment and sending a hot stream of cum across her tits and face.
She licked it up eagerly, her eyes filled with gratitude and lust as she stared into his. "Thank you," she whispered breathlessly. "Thank you for making me feel so fucking good."
He looked down at her, a smirk playing on his lips. "Always a pleasure to serve such a slutty whore," he replied, before reaching out to grab her hair and pull her close for one final, passionate kiss.