Her words hit me like a punch in the gut. An alcoholic? At her age? I can't help but feel a mix of surprise and pity for her. "Well," I say slowly, trying to think of what else to say, "you shouldn't be alone if that's the case."

She looks up at me then, those eyes boring into my soul, and there's something in them that makes me ache. There's pain there, and loneliness, but also this strange sort of fire...

"Well," I say, taking another sip of my drink to buy myself some time to think, "maybe you should go out more often. You seem like you'd be fun to hang around with." She smiles at that and I feel a strange warmth spread through me. It's the first genuine smile she's given me since we met.

The music suddenly changes, transitioning into something faster and louder, and people begin to dance. Without thinking, I extend my hand towards her. "Come on,"

"Cum with me, baby," I groan against her skin as I continue to thrust deeper, my hips moving faster and harder. "Let it all out...I want to feel you around me." With each word, my movements become more intense, driving her closer to the brink of ecstasy once again.

Her moans fill the air, growing louder with each passing second as she nears the edge.

My movements grow more urgent, my hips snapping against her as I feel myself losing control. The sound of her moans fill the air, driving me on even further as I thrust deeper and harder inside of her. "Come for me," I groan, burying my face in her neck as I feel my release building once again.

Her body tenses beneath me, arching off the wall as she cries out my name in ecstasy, her muscles clenching around me in perfect rhythm with each powerful thrust.