Madeline Lets Tack Fuck her in the Gas Station

Madeline pulled her the suction cup that was her mouth off Tack's cock.

"I think he looks ready." Madeline said as she moved to her feet then sat back on an old desk left in the station office. She took her hand and licked it, then stroked her pussy. She didn't want Tack to go in raw. Was she wet? She thought as she felt herself.

Maybe her body just couldn't help but get aroused while on her knees.

"Mhmmm Yeah I think so. You suck like a Mr. Handy, Christ." Tack said as he moved up to Madeline roughly and spread her legs. Madeline's natural arousal, her helping hand, and the work she had done on her knees meant Tack was able to easily penetrate Madeline. He went roughly as if to say he was in charge.

He took her legs and pulled them toward him, forcing himself deeper into her.

"Fuck you are wet. You are a slut." Tack thrust forward deeply and sat there savoring the feeling.

"How the hell are you so damn tight though. Gawddddddd." He moved his hips slowly, enjoying each thrust.

Madeline bit her lip as she felt him deep within her.

"Maybe Eddie aint such the BIG boss after all." He laughed at his own crass humor. Then he began to pump away. His eyes further violated Madeline as they rested on her breasts, which jiggled with every pulse of his body.

Madeline began to feel herself reach her climax. She hated that he had such stamina, more than Eddie's. She couldn't help herself. Her pussy tightened as she peaked, her blood flushed her face and she held onto the desk as she squirmed.

"Yeah take that fucking dick." he thrust harder each word a grunting staccato "Take...my...fucking...uh...dick....ughmmmmm."

Madeline arched her back as she groaned with pleasure that she didn't want to have. She just wanted this to be over.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh!Oohhhh! Oh!" She moaned. Her bleating only adding to Tack's excitement. He continued altering his thrusts, his breathing heavy as he fought to control his stamina.