Pounding her in market stall, hat on tight

At the bustling fruit market, after the last customer left, she stayed behind in her cowboy hat to restock the apples, bending over the wooden crates with her tattooed back exposed. He couldn't wait any longer, sliding up behind her as she arched instinctively, her bare ass cheeks parting under his firm grip while he thrust deep into her tight hole, making her gasp sharply against the scent of fresh produce. Her body rocked forward with each powerful push, fingers digging into the rough wood as she pushed back, clenching around him with wet, eager squeezes. The hat tilted on her head, her braided hair swaying, as she moaned low, the thrill of getting fucked right there among the carrots and greens sending shivers through her, her skin flushing hot under the sunlit stall.