Madeline Warms William Up By Sucking His Cock

Considering William's position as a newly enslaved man, his family and friends killed or driven off Madeline could understand why William would be anything but excited.

"I know this is difficult." She said as she moved closer to him.

"Pfffft." he huffed "What do you know of it." He said coldly.

"I was once a victim of the Powder Gangers." Madeline said. William raised an eyebrow "Now I lead a gang of my own and eat well and have power."

"You think I'll join you?" he asked accusingly.

"Maybe. Maybe not." She moved closer, her curves the picture of womanhood in the poorly lit tent. She put a hand on his chest as if to calm him.

"Just relax now. And do what I say and no harm will come to you. I have influence with the Powder Gangers."

He stood there silently looking at her. First he saw the raider, but then he saw the woman.

Madeline slid down to her knees in front of him. His eyes widened. They went wider when he felt Madeline's mouth.

She took him in aggressively. His cock a comedic slinky of flesh at first. He was trying to resist her but as her mouth worked his cock more--she felt him grow, the blood coursing through his manhood. He was, like his own stature, large. Madeline worked his cock with her hand gripping his shaft tenderly even as she wrenched back and forth adding delectable sensation.

He moaned as he felt her. Here on her knees--at her choice--she had the power. Not Eddie, no one else--her. She tasted him. Drinking him in. His pubic hair was tangled and a mess but she kept toward his sensitive head anyway. Besides--he was very large and she didn't feel like sword swallowing today.

He was more than ready to preform if she so desired.