A 24 year old blonde woman stands on the glass skybridge with a surprised look

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As she stepped out onto the glass skybridge, the cool morning air hit her like a slap in the face. Her long blonde hair whipped around her, causing her to stumble slightly as she gazed out at the breathtaking view. The grey eyes that sparkled with mischief were now wide with surprise as she took in the sight of him standing there.

He was tall and lean, his dark hair mussed from sleep. His eyes locked onto hers, burning with desire as he reached out a hand to gently push her back against the railing. She felt a shiver run down her spine as his fingers brushed against her skin, sending sparks flying through her body.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "I couldn't resist."

She smiled up at him, her grey eyes flashing with excitement as she reached out to wrap her arms around his waist. The skybridge swayed gently in the wind, but she didn't notice. All she could feel was the warmth of his body pressed against hers.

As they kissed, the sun began to rise above the horizon, casting a golden glow over everything. The glass beneath their feet seemed to shimmer and shine like diamonds, reflecting the beauty of the moment.

Their hands roamed each other's bodies, her D cup breasts pressing against his chest as he cupped them in his palms. She felt herself growing wetter by the second, her skin slick with dew.

The skybridge creaked and groaned beneath their weight, but they didn't care. They were lost in their own little world of desire, where nothing else mattered except the feel of each other's skin against theirs.

As the morning wore on, they made love on the glass skybridge, their bodies moving in perfect sync as if choreographed by some unseen force. The city below them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them suspended high above it all, lost in a world of pleasure and passion.