The Astral Express hummed low under their feet as Stelle shoved Dan Heng against the wall of the archive room. No lights on, just the faint glow from the window showing passing stars. She dropped to her knees right there, yanking his pants down.
"Been thinking about this cock all day," she said, voice flat and hungry. Her hand wrapped around his shaft, already half-hard, and she stroked it once, twice, before leaning in and sucking the head into her mouth. No teasing. She took him deep on the first go, throat relaxing as he thickened against her tongue.
Dan Heng grunted, one hand gripping her hair. "Fuck, Stelle. Suck it harder." She did, bobbing fast, spit running down his balls while her free hand squeezed them. He thrust into her mouth, using her face like he knew she wanted. Gagging sounds filled the small room but she didn't pull back. She wanted it messy.
When he pulled her up, she stripped fast. Top off, pants kicked away. No underwear. She bent over the nearest table, ass up, legs spread. "Put it in. Now."
He didn't waste time. One thrust buried his cock balls-deep in her cunt. She was soaked already, tight walls gripping him as he started pounding. Skin slapped loud. Every stroke bottomed out, his hips smacking her ass. Stelle pushed back to meet him, moaning low and dirty.
"Harder. Wreck that pussy." Dan Heng grabbed her hips and gave it to her, pace brutal. The table shook under them. His balls swung and hit her clit with each slam. She reached down to rub herself, fingers circling fast while he fucked her open.
They switched when she got close. She climbed on top, sinking down on his cock in one smooth drop. Her tits bounced as she rode him rough, grinding her clit against his pelvis on every downstroke. "Fill me up later," she panted. "Right now just fuck me stupid."
Dan Heng sat up, mouth on her nipple, sucking hard while his hands spread her ass cheeks and he thrust up to meet her. The wet sound of her cunt taking him was obscene, slick and loud. She came first, clamping down, thighs shaking, a sharp "Shit, yes" spilling out as she soaked his cock.
He flipped them again, putting her on her back on the floor. Legs over his shoulders, he folded her and drilled in deep. The new angle hit her spot every time. Stelle clawed at his back, urging him on with raw words.
"Cum in me. Pump that load deep."
Dan Heng groaned, pace turning sloppy. He buried himself to the hilt and came hard, pulsing thick ropes inside her. She felt every spurt, cunt milking him until he was empty. They stayed locked together, breathing heavy, sweat cooling on skin.
After a minute she rolled her hips again, keeping him inside. "Round two. Don't pull out yet." He was already hardening back up, and the next round started just as filthy, just as direct.
