The door shut behind them with a soft, definitive click, sealing out the distant hum of the city and plunging them into the Rolls' opulent cocoon—dim golden lights pulsing like a heartbeat along the ceiling, the plush leather seats cradling their bodies in sinful warmth, the air thick with the scent of her perfume and the raw edge of anticipation.

They'd barely scraped through dessert, her fork abandoned mid-bite as her foot had inched up his calf under the table, thigh pressing insistently against his, her lips curling into that wicked bite whenever his gaze locked on hers—dark, hungry, promising she was already drenched, her arousal simmering long before the first sip of wine.

Now, in the shadowed luxury of her car, pretense shattered like glass. Before he could even twitch toward her, Madison straddled him in a blur of silk and heat—knees sinking deep into the leather on either side of his hips, her dress rucked up to her waist in a crumpled mess, exposing the smooth, quivering expanse of her thighs, her breath a scorching whisper against his lips.

"You've been driving me fucking crazy all night," she growled, voice a low, animal rasp that vibrated through his chest.

Her mouth crashed into his—brutal, sloppy, tongues tangling in a frenzy of pent-up lust. He groaned into the kiss, a deep, guttural sound swallowed by her, as she ground down hard, her soaked pussy dragging over the rigid bulge in his pants, the thin barrier of fabric doing nothing to hide how utterly flooded she was.

His belt buckle clattered open under her frantic fingers, one hand yanking his zipper down while the other delved beneath her bunched dress, shoving her lace panties aside with a rip of fabric. The heat radiating from her core was infernal—slick, swollen lips parting as she freed his cock, thick and veined, springing free into her grip, throbbing hotly against her palm as she pumped it once, twice, slow and teasing, smearing her wetness along his length.

"Mmm… God, I missed this fat cock," she purred, eyes gleaming with feral need, guiding the swollen head through her dripping folds, coating him in her glossy arousal.

No pause, no mercy—she impaled herself in one swift, greedy drop, her tight pussy engulfing him inch by brutal inch, walls stretching around his girth with a delicious, burning friction that made her gasp, head snapping back, spine arching as she bottomed out, his cock buried to the hilt in her clenching heat.

"F-fuck, Madison…" he snarled, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her thighs, bruisingly tight, as her cunt clamped down like a vice—velvet-rough, pulsing, milking every ridge and vein with greedy squeezes. "You were this soaked through the whole goddamn dinner? Dripping for me under the table?"

A breathless, triumphant smirk twisted her lips as she rolled her hips, savoring the fullness, her juices already trickling down his shaft, warm and copious. "You think I skipped panties just to tease? I've been aching, empty, imagining you splitting me open right there in the restaurant."

Her rhythm ignited—thighs flexing, slapping wetly against his as she rode him with mounting fury, starting languid, torturous drags that pulled her slick pussy up his length before slamming back down, angling to grind her clit against his base on every deep plunge.

The car swayed subtly with their frenzy, leather creaking under the assault, the air filling with the obscene symphony of her soaked folds smacking against him, her arousal glazing his balls, pooling sticky and hot on the seat beneath.

He thrust up to meet her, hips bucking wildly, one hand snarling in her hair to yank her head back, exposing her throat for his teeth to graze, the other slapping her ass with a sharp crack that echoed, making her walls flutter and spasm around him.

"You're a filthy little slut," he rasped, voice ragged, fighting the coil tightening in his gut as her pussy gushed around him, every bounce sending fresh waves of her cream dripping down, the scent of sex heavy and intoxicating. "In your fancy car, bouncing on my cock like you can't breathe without it stuffed inside you."

"And you fucking love it," she moaned, gripping the headrest for leverage, pounding down harder, faster, her tits heaving beneath the dress, nipples hard peaks straining against the fabric. The wet squelch of her cunt devouring him grew louder, messier—her slick everywhere, thighs glistening, his cock shining with her essence on every withdrawal.

"Madison—fuck, slow down," he warned through gritted teeth, balls drawing up tight, the pressure unbearable as she clenched deliberately, riding the edge of his control. "Keep fucking me like that, and I'm gonna pump this greedy pussy full—breed you right here, leak out of you for days."

Her eyes locked on his, wild and unyielding, sweat beading on her skin as she slammed down one final, brutal time, grinding deep. "Then fucking do it," she hissed, voice breaking into a whine. "Flood me. Fill me up now—mark me as yours."

The dam broke—he roared, hips jerking violently as he erupted inside her, thick ropes of cum painting her walls, pulsing hot and endless, her pussy spasming in ecstasy, milking him dry as she shattered around him, cries echoing in the confined space, bodies locked in shuddering, sweat-slicked bliss.

Her hips never faltered, relentless, piston-like, grinding down on his still-throbbing cock with a savage, insatiable rhythm that turned the air in the Rolls into a haze of sweat and sex. Madison fucked him like a woman possessed, her soaked pussy devouring every inch of him over and over, the filthy squelch of her arousal filling the cabin like a pornographic symphony, echoing off the tinted windows and leather panels.

His gaze locked downward, mesmerized by the obscene sight—her swollen, flushed lips stretched obscenely wide around his girth, clinging desperately as she lifted, only to slam back down with a wet, resounding slap that sent ripples through her ass and thighs. His shaft emerged glistening, veins bulging and coated in a thick layer of her creamy essence, white froth ringing the base where her pussy had milked him raw, her slick foaming with every brutal thrust, dripping in heavy strands that connected her cunt to his skin before snapping free.

"Fuck… just look at that greedy little hole," he rasped, voice hoarse and wrecked, hands clamping onto her waist like iron vices, yanking her down harder as he bucked up to meet her, driving deeper into that velvet furnace. "Your pussy's turned my cock into a fucking mess—creaming all over me like you own it…"

A shattered moan tore from her throat, and he didn't hesitate—his hand shot up, fisting the neckline of her dress and ripping it down in one violent tug, the fabric tearing slightly as it bunched around her waist. Her breasts spilled free—heavy, perfect globes flushed deep pink, bouncing wildly with the force of her rides, nipples stiff and begging like dark cherries.

He palmed them roughly, thumbs flicking and pinching those hard peaks, rolling them until she arched and whimpered, her pussy spasming around him in response. "God, these tits… fucking flawless," he growled, leaning in to capture one in his mouth—tongue lashing the sensitive bud, teeth grazing just enough to sting, sucking hard as if he could draw her soul through it. Her head lolled back, hair cascading in a wild tangle, moans spilling freely as his mouth marked her skin with red blooms, her walls fluttering and squeezing his cock in rhythmic pulses that made his vision blur.

Every downward slam sent her breasts jiggling into his face, slick gushing from her stuffed cunt in fresh torrents—thick, creamy rivers of their mixed fluids cascading down his shaft, soaking his balls, puddling hot and sticky on the leather seat beneath them, the scent of raw fuck heavy and intoxicating.

He pulled back with a wet pop, eyes dropping again to the hypnotic view—her pussy gripping him on the upstroke, inner walls dragging along his length, glossy strands of arousal stretching like obscene webs from her folds to his base, breaking only when she crashed down again, burying him to the root.

"Jesus, Madison," he hissed through clenched teeth, hips stuttering as the pressure coiled tighter. "You're fucking me like you're trying to suck my soul out through my dick…"

She surged forward, forehead pressing to his, sweat-slicked skin sliding together, her breath hot and ragged against his lips as she accelerated—rides turning frantic, sloppy, hips circling and grinding in a blur that had the car rocking on its suspension. The wet churn of her pussy was deafening now, creamy froth bubbling around his cock with every plunge, splattering their thighs.

"I am," she panted, voice a broken whisper, nails raking down his shoulders. "I want every drop. Want you to flood me so deep I feel it in my throat—leave me leaking your cum for fucking hours."

His cock swelled impossibly thicker inside her, twitching wildly against her depths, the edge crashing over him like a tidal wave—spine arching, balls tightening as the heat surged. "I'm—fuck—Madison, I'm gonna—"

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