She does. And she offers you a beer

Max's eyes sparkle as she watches Kristi retreat, then links her arm in yours and gives you a wink and a smile.

"Come on in boss! I think your luck just took a turn for the better!" She opens the door of the trailer and gestures you inside, flicking a light on as she rolls in after you. The place is cluttered but not filthy and Max gestures to a couch as she rolls into the kitchen.

"Get you a beer, boss? I think I got a few in here somewhere." She opens the fridge door and bends over, rummaging on the bottom shelf. Her rump is round and well defined, encased in satin shorts under the short uniform skirt. With a grin you step behind her and stroke your hands over her firm flesh.

"Take your time looking," you say, "Don't hurry on my account."

"Aren't you the forward one?" she chuckles, wriggling her butt gently as you fondle it. "I've heard that about guys with motorcycles."

"Well if you're going to provide a target like this, you can't expect me to miss it," you chuckle. You slide your hands over the smooth fabric, exploring her as she giggles softly.

"I thought you might want to relax on the couch, but it seems you have other ideas. Here's your beer," she adds, passing a can back to you but staying bent over in front of the open fridge. "In case you need some refreshment."

"Thanks," you say, cracking the beer and taking a swig before putting it on the counter and turning your attention back to her ass. "This would go better without these damn shorts." You grab the waistband and pull them down her thighs, leaving her short skirt thrown up over her back. She wriggles, helping you pull them down, pulling one skated foot out of them and leaving them tangled around her other ankle. She's wearing a pair of cotton panties underneath, and you tug them down over her rump, squeezing and kneading her firm flesh.

Max looks over her shoulder at you, a lusty grin on her face. "Is this how you want it boss? Me with my head in the fridge and my ass in the air, chugging a beer as you go to town?"

"Why not?" you chuckle, feeling between her thighs to find her labia flowering and wet with hot dew. You undo your pants, letting them fall around your ankles. "You're already in position, and besides, bent over like that it gives me a spot to rest my beer."

Max gives an earthy chuckle and grabs the edge of the fridge to brace herself, parting her thighs a little to give you better access, then moaning happily as you rub your engorged cock between her sodden folds. With a sudden grunt you find her portal and drive your shaft home in her, filling her full of man meat as she gasps and grinds back against you. She's tight and hot and exciting, moaning and shuddering as you fuck her, holding her hips as you thrust.

"I didn't think you'd waste any time," she groans. "I just didn't think you'd be this quick."

"I been thinking about this ass ever since I saw you skate away the first time," you grunt, picking up your beer and taking a long swig as you continue to pump your cock into her. "When you gave me the opportunity it was too good to pass up."

"Ohhhhh....I figured you for a tit guy...but this works," she gasps. "I've never fucked in a fridge before."

"First time for everything," you growl, reaching around her waist and finding her clit, rubbing it as you continue to thrust.

"OH FUCK YES! RIGHT THERE! YES!" she howls, bucking back against you as she screams into the fridge. "DON'T STOP! DON'T...DON'T STOP! RIGHT THERE! I'LL KILL YOU IF YOU STOP! OH FUCK YESSSSSSSS!"

You keep fucking and rubbing right through her orgasm, letting your own pleasures build, enjoying yourself immensely as you take another swig of beer and savour the moment. Max's moans slowly subside to murmurs as she comes down from the peak of her orgasm, still wriggling her ass as you continue to thrust.

"You're not done? Holy Fuck you might be a keeper!" she chuckles happily. "How's your beer boss? Ready for another?"