I let a street rat fuck me after his shower

The scene opens with a filthy street rat, his hair still damp from a recent shower, standing in a dimly lit alley. His eyes, hungry and intense, lock onto the curves of a pulsing woman leaning against the wall, her desire evident. He approaches, his movements confident and brazen. The air thickens with anticipation as the woman unzips her jeans, revealing her glossy, swollen flesh. The rat snarls, his hands gripping her hips as he slams into her, pounding with feral urgency. Her moans echo against the brick walls as he fills her, each thrust more intense than the last. Their bodies glisten with sweat as the rat’s grunts build to a climax, his release explosive and raw. The woman shudders, her pleasure palpable, as the rat marks her with his primal need, leaving her sated and breathless in the alley.