Happened in the middle of the packed concert (mf)

I found myself lost in the memory of that packed concert in Ottawa, the crowd so thick that we were pushed together, our bodies pressed tightly. We were in the midst of thousands of the last night crowd but all by ourselves in the moment. I could feel her breath sigh as I leaned in, kissing her neck, my cock already hard and pressing against her ass. I took her hands and moved them to her own breasts, squeezing and caressing them over her shirt, feeling her nipples harden under my touch. She was so responsive, her body arching back against mine, urging me on.

She turned with that wicked smile I adore. I could see the desire in her eyes, her pupils dilated as she looked back at me. I slid my hand down, trailing it under the waistband of her shorts. She was absolutely soaked. I teased her, my fingers dancing around her clit, feeling her body shake with each touch. I could hear her moans, mingling with the crowd's singing, her body pressing back against mine, begging for more. The crowd was singing along to the band, and I could feel her body shaking as she came undone in my arms. Her moans cried out as I teased her, her body shaking with each touch. I could feel her body tense, her muscles clenching as she reached her peak, her orgasm ripping through her. I turned her around, kissing her deeply, my tongue exploring her mouth as she moaned into me. Her body was flushed, her cheeks pink, her eyes glazed with lust. She was beautiful, and in that moment, she was mine.