Max takes a chance.

Max shot back to her feet her eyes shooting over at Sketchy to see if he woke up.

She sighed in relief to see him still sound asleep. Her eyes trailed down to his cock and was surprised to find that he was still hard.

Max bit her lip, her pussy ached between her legs, she was so fucking horny. Sketchy had shot his load before she could enjoy her climax and now her body was screaming for an orgasm. Sketchy was snoring, a huge smile plastered on his face. "You cannot be serious Max" she fought with herself, "You can't do this". As much as Max mentally fought back the thought it lingered in her mind, pushing its way through, fighting to be realized. Max was standing over Sketchy eyes glued to his erection, sperm dangling from his tip onto his stomach, smearing in the hair that ran from his navel to his pubes.

"Fuck it" Max thought. She got onto the bed swinging her leg over Sketchy's mounting him. Max again gripped his dick at the base then guided her hips till it was hovering over his missile