Maybe she needs a breather?

Generous guy he is, Xander knows packing thirteen inches of meat down her throat is no simple task, even if she's not yet gotten halfway yet, he's impressed with her efforts so far. Madison slips her lips off his shaft as he retrieves his cock a little, a string of saliva connecting her lips with his dripping bellend.

She glances from that hardened head to the boy's face with a cheeky smirk, soon standing, pressing her hands at his chest as she looked into his eyes, with a look she'd never given him till this day - lust.

Madison smirked, aggressively pushing at his chest to shove him into the couch.
"Boy, you are not leaving here till I get that thing in me!" she said commandingly, tearing off her jacket and tossing it to the floor, before stepping forward and straddling him on the couch, she grasped at her glasses, tossing those aside too, before she pressed her hands at either side of the headrest behind him, peering down at him, grinding her skirt covered ass up against that mammoth erection.