Heat radiated off the stranger's massive cock, the veins bulging and pulsing as he roughly gripped it in her hand. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, anticipation flowing through her veins like an addictive drug. With a quick glance up at the digital clock above the elevator doors, she saw there was still enough time left for her to indulge in this taboo fantasy.
The elevator shuddered to a halt, the ding announcing their arrival on her floor. Without hesitation, she lunged forward and wrapped her lips around the engorged head of his cock, savoring the salty taste of his precum. As the clock ticked down, she worked her magic, bobbing her head up and down in a blur of hair and drool.
The stranger moaned loudly, his hands digging into her hair, holding her tightly in place as he felt the pleasure wash over him.
