"Ohhh, it feels so good. It's going to kill me!" Linda wailed as she felt Max's long, thick prong press against her juice-soaked panties. Her cunt-lips eased open as the big rod pressed down into that swampy hole. Linda gasped as she felt the saturated silk rub against the slippery inner surfaces of her pussy. Max was teasing her cruelly, hunching his powerful hunk of cock-meat against her panties while he fumbled around the snap of her tight-fitting bra.

"Damn it!" he growled, fumbling with the snap for several seconds. Linda was about to help him when she felt him finally unhook the halter.

"Uhhhh!" she cried out as the bra slipped off and dropped to the floor. Then there was that most delicious feeling in the world – the sensation of a man's muscular, hairy chest rubbing against her swollen, sensitive tits. The stiff body hairs tickled her goose-fleshed boob skin, digging at the taut brown nipples while Max's fingers slid up and down Linda's firm thighs. All the clumsiness Linda had observed when Max worked was gone. He was a passionate and considerate lover, working her body up to sexual heights that the blonde had rarely experienced.

"Like what you feel, honey?" Max asked teasingly as he hunched down, then shoved up and forward with his thighs. Linda growled like a wounded bitch as she felt his thick, meaty head shove further into her swampy box. It pushed more of that panty silk into her snatch and her juices were sopped up by the material.