Madeline Offers The Ganger Guard a Quick fuck, but he will have to pull out.

"I guess Eddie wants to see me right away. So we probably shouldn't take too much time." Madeline said adding "I'll let you fuck me--BUT you can't cum inside me."

The guard raised an eyebrow.

"Come on--I can't show up to Eddie if you don't pull out." Madeline put her hands on her hips "How would I explain that?"

The guard thought about it and considered her argument. It made sense. He shrugged his shoulders then looked her up and down.

"Hmmmmmmmm I always wanted to fuck you." the guard sad as if thinking out loud. "I wanted to always know what Eddie really was keeping safe. Though not safe enough." He smirked at the circumstances of his intrusion.

"Well now is your chance." Madeline added "So what do you say?"

"Alright. But you gotta finish me off." He felt it was the least Madeline could do since he couldn't finish inside of her.

"Okay. Deal" Madeline quickly disrobed. She was going to lay on her bed, but that would have given him a possible view of Tack who was curled under the desk. She moved instead to the desk and sat back on it, opening her legs invitingly. The guard locked the door, a precaution Madeline cursed Tack for failing to do, then began to disrobe.

"Ah that's one reason I see." the guard said moving close to Madeline and eyeing her shaved pussy. "Don't see many kitty cats that have a barber visit." he chuckled at his own low brow wit.

"Come on--remember I gotta go see Eddie." She said reaching her hand out to encourage his stiffening manhood to further rigidity. He was young and spry, Madeline was gorgeous compared to any wasteland harlot and the young guard--tough as he was for being with the Gangers--grew swiftly to attention.

Madeline licked her hand then rubbed his head, he probably wouldn't need the extra lubrication because Madeline was naturally quick to wetness. He quivered as he felt her wet plam twist teasingly on his cock's head.

She guided him inside her. She was wet enough, despite the worry of being caught by one of Eddie's men. The guard began his rhythmic thrusts. What he lacked in girth he made up in length. His cock grew stiff thanks to his youthful vigor, he couldn't have been five or six years older than herself. His hands groped her exploring her breasts. Oh how all of Eddie's guards lusted after the impressive tits of "Eddie's bitch."

He smiled as he felt each breast lustily. His thrusting was less precise as he kneaded her bouncing cleavage.

Madeline thought about what Tack's face was looking like under the desk she and her temporary paramour were utilizing. It creaked and swayed as the guard moved his hands to Madeline's legs and focused on thrusting. Even Madeline was beginning to enjoy his rhythmic swaying, as he went in and out of her.

She smiled as she thought about Tack underneath the desk. Did she want to be cruel to him in her own subtle way? Or was she more worried about getting the Ganger guard finished.