"My god, you’ve got a g-spot like a walnut!"
Carla changed quickly between the g-spot stimulation and the rhythmic thrusting of her hand and wrist.
Diane’s hips were bucking violently up against Carla’s motions and she was moaning like an animal.
As Diane’s orgasm grew closer, Carla began to gently stroke Diane’s exposed asshole with the thumb of her free hand.
Diane now came with the force of a seizure. Her hips bucked in the air, her head thrashed from side to side, and she howled like a wolf. Carla pressed down firmly with her thumb.
At just the last instant, as she felt Diane’s pussy begin to spasm, Carla yanked her hand out of Diane’s crotch with a wet pop. Deep into her shattering orgasm, Diane ejaculated heavily onto the couch cushions. Jet after pulsing jet of her fluids soaked the couch.
"Jesus Sammy, you’re gonna hafta burn this couch!" giggled Carla. "Score another one for the number three." Replied Sam, still buried deep in Rebecca’s ass.
Leaving Diane quivering on the wet couch, Carla walked over to the desk and examined what Sam and Woody were doing to Rebecca.
"Carla, you’re my friend, you won’t let these animals fuck me, will you?" begged Rebecca.
"Well, Becks, I’m not who you seem to think I am, but I’ll tell you what I will do." replied Carla and stepped back until she was about a foot from Rebecca’s face.
Carla unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down to her ankles. She slid her hand into her panties and began rubbing herself vigorously.
"Carla, what the hell are you doing?" cried Sam.
"Are you kidding Sammy? How often do you get to come to work and jerk off while watching the boss get fucked in the ass by a bartender?"
"Ohhhhhhh!" moaned Rebecca, "It sounds pretty hot when you say it like that! I think I’m going to cum."
She was right. As her orgasm started, it made her ass clench around Sam’s cock. Sam, who had been fucking one woman or another for almost an hour, began to cum.
Rebecca thrust her head forward on Woody’s cock, and gagged as it hit back of her throat. The gagging spasms in her throat squeezed Woody’s cock and he too came
The two men pumped huge loads of fluids into Rebecca from both ends, Sam deep into her bowel, and Woody straight down her throat. The three of them heaved and moaned through their orgasms.
Norm got to his feet from the end of the couch, pulled up his pants and surveyed the scene. Diane was still face down on the couch, her hips rotating spasmodically, her hand fluttering mindlessly between her legs. Rebecca was spread flat on the desk with semen dripping down her chin from her mouth, and down her legs from her ass. Sam and Woody stood with their dicks still hard and dripping. The only sound was Carla still pounding her pud in front of Rebecca’s face. She came to her shuddering climax as Norm spoke:
"This was nice, but I see both bartenders, both waitresses and the owner all in this room. Who the hell is going to serve me a beer?!"
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