“Can’t do both,” she gasped for breath, “rail hurts the ribcage.”
“f**k,” he let go of where he’d gripped her bottom and snaked a hand around to pinch her n****e, using his arm as a barrier against the rail. “I need to feel you spasming on my c**k again. Come on, chérie. Let’s get you there.”
His words didn’t stop as he kept instructing her what to touch, how to touch while his hands tortured her body deliciously. One hand squeezing and toying with her breasts and the other pushing in and out of her ass while he f****d her hard from behind.
Her feet were clear off the floor now, his arm at her chest holding her up over the rail. She gripped it, half in fear she might get f****d completely over the railing into whatever was below them and the other in ecstasy at the ferocity of his atten
