"No!" Linda cried out, letting go at this second warning. Max was as hot as she was. She wanted to keep it that way. The blonde wanted to feel that big meaty rod sinking into her pussy like a hot poker. If he shot his load now, Linda couldn't even think of what kind of condition she'd be in.

"I don't think I can hold up like this much longer, babe," Max confessed as he looked down at the kneeling Linda and smiled gently.

"Oh God, Max. I just want you to fuck me," Linda confessed in a low, husky voice. She felt completely possessed by the hot, aching itch that had taken over her cunt and titties. She wanted to feel that big man's hairy body crawling over hers. She wanted to feel his big hands digging into her sensitive flesh, holding her tightly against the floor as he fucked her. Linda wanted to be a slave to that dick! It was a new feeling that possessed her now. Even in their hottest minutes in bed, Linda and Jack had never been violent with their sex. But now that was what she wanted. The thought thrilled her beyond belief! As Max bent down and picked her up off the floor, Linda silently begged that he would beat her into a sexual pulsating pulp with that cunt-splitter of his.

"I'm gonna fuck your brains out," Max growled as his fingers dug into her arms, almost bruising them.

Linda tilted her head back and opened her mouth, letting out a low, animal groan of hot sexual lust as she felt Max's thick, hot wet lips sliding down her throat toward her chest and swollen titties. She rubbed her thighs together more frantically, feeling delicious waves of searing pleasure sweep over her clit.

As the moaning blonde rocked back and forth in Max's tight grasp, the cook started unbuttoning her white cotton uniform. Linda could feel the cool air in the diner softly caress her exposed boobs as Max slipped the clinging uniform off her shoulders and pushed it down over her hips.