So do you stay the night? Or is this a wham bam, thank you ma'am deal?
You'll stay awhile
Entwined on the couch, the two of you cuddle and nuzzle, tasting each other's mouths and flesh and giggling like teenagers. Max is like a healthy animal, sensual and eager to rut, and she purrs as she holds your flaccid cock, praising you for your stamina. You decide not to tell her that part of that was due to having fucked Cindy earlier in the evening. You have no doubt that given a little time you'll be ready to go again, and give this randy waitress another romp to keep her happy.
You like that she doesn't come with a side helping of drama, like the girls at Pink Rose, expressing only a desire and willingness to fuck without a lot of games. Maybe that will come down the road, but for now at least you're content to lay in her arms and fondle her ripe body, enjoying the happy purr of her voice.
"So you want me to stay here," you chuckle softly, biting her ear and making her giggle and squeeze your cock. "I think you have an ulterior motive."
"If that means I want to get fucked again, you're right," she giggles softly, kissing your nose. "Do you have a problem with that? Or is this bad boy one and done?"
"Just need a little time. Or you can try and encourage it," you smile.
"Spoken like a man who wants a blowjob. Ok Boss, you got a deal, but I wanna go to bed. There's more room to romp there, and if you fuck me brainless I can pass out without worrying about falling off the couch. Deal?"
"Deal," you laugh, getting off the couch and helping her to her skates. She quickly strips off the uniform, casting it aside on the couch and preening for you, showing off her ripe body. "Like what you see boss?" she grins, her smile suddenly fading as she notices your scars. "Jesus...what happened there?"
"A souvenir from service in the Marine Corps," you answer with a head shake. She looks at you for a moment, then decides not to ask any more questions before taking your hand and leading you back into the trailer to her bedroom.
It's a cluttered mess, with clothing flung haphazardly around and the bed unmade. Max skates into the room and sits on the bed, beckoning you with a wink and a smile.
"Bring that bad boy over here Boss, and let's see if we can't get your motor running," she laughs throatily, eyeing your cock.
Does she get you ready?
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