He takes it as encouragement as has his way with you inside the van

Having just come on his face you are in no rush to face Max, and yet you can't seem to summon the energy to lift yourself from the thumbs embedded in your ass.

"M-Max... could you...?"

"Sure thing, darling," he says, to your relief, and you sag down, inadvertantly driving him deeper just as he lifts you higher. "If you would just open that door in front of you..." he prompts.

For a moment you stare at the lock, oblivious to everything but the fullness in your backside. Then you snap into focus and lift the combination lock from the clasp and tug the door open.

"Th-there," you say, relieved to have the embarrassing episode come to an end. What was your body thinking, cumming like it did just because some stranger stuck his thumbs in its butt?

"Excellent," Max says, and heaves you up and into the dark depths of the trailer.

His fingers pop out of your body and you stumble forward a moment before tripping and falling.

With a whump you land across something, your stomach taking the brunt of the impact, forcing the breath from your body with a whoosh.

As you lay gasping for air, moaning a little, an overhead light snaps on.

"Well damn, I told my girlfriend I wouldn't do this again, but how could any man say no to an offer like this?"

"Wha...?" you try to say, only to have the small amout of breath you'd recovered **** back out as his weight smacks down on you, followed by the oh-so-familiar feeling of a hard dick eagerly, and not terribly gently, jamming its way inside you.

"Oh yeah, I've been dying to fuck you. I could tell you wanted me, wanted anything with a dick to take you," he rambles, fucking you like you might vanish at any moment.

"Here, suck these clean," he says, and as your mouth opens for desperately needed air he thrusts both thumbs into your mouth. It takes you a long moment to realize what they are, and another to remember where they'd just been. By that time your tongue has licked them clean on auto-pilot. "Kinky broad," he mutters.

Every hard thrust makes your body push against the chest you're draped over, and soon you feel your limp arms, on the other side of the chest, knock up against another chest. With Max constantly pushing you forward with his enthusiastic fucking the box you're draped over pushes tightly up against the one in front of you, trapping your arms.

Max pounds faster and faster, speeding up like he is running out of time, and in spite of your **** participation you find yourself getting all hot and bothered again, almost wishing that he'd slow down, hoping he'd last a little longer.

Just as you're miraculously nearing the crest of another orgasm a loud voice cries out, "Max, you bastard, I saw you go into the truck with that skank! You promised!"

"Oh shit, my g-girlfr-ah!"

Max cries out, dick smashing into you one last time. The sound of his girlfriend climbing the ladder of the truck makes his dick start pulsing and what feels like a gallon jets into your not-quite ready pussy.

A moment later he pulls out, oblivious of how you're teetering on the brink of orgasm.