The window was open a crack, but it was enough.
I shivered in a chilly breeze with nipples so solid they could drill through sheet steel. I eased my trembling, creamy pussy slowly down Rex’s stiff, long, fat cock enjoying every one of his nine inches as I became impaled on a monster.
While I ground my swollen clitoris on his pubis, I stared out of the window to street level at the sleaze, neon lights, dancing girls, and illustrated pussies signposted everywhere that drew me here.
“Sin Street is so fucking good, Rex.”