Hairy cunt in the alley

Frank was hunting for pleasure when Hadjara stepped out of the dark. She lifted her skirt without hesitation, letting him study the thick thatch of hair between her thighs. The sight made him hard. No smooth lie, just soft curls waiting for his mouth and cock. He dropped to his knees and buried his face in her. His tongue dragged through every strand, tasting salt and heat, while her hips rolled against his lips. She gripped the brick wall for balance and let him feast until her thighs trembled. Then she turned, pressed her palms to the cold wall, and spread her legs. Frank freed himself and drove into that hairy cunt in one steady stroke. The alley filled with the wet slap of skin, her breath hitching each time he bottomed out. He reached around, fingers circling her clit through the damp curls, pushing her closer to the edge. When she came, the tight squeeze of her cunt dragged him over too. He pulled out at the last second, pumping thick ropes across her ass and the coarse hair still glistening with spit and slick.