When I got in my car, I thought back on the events. There has never been a time when I needed to fuck quickly that I did not. Standing tall has many advantages, I realized this time. I felt the shaft of his penipu pressing on my clit. My hatred for Jake and need for revenge led me to develop an unhealthy fascination with Kyle’s privates. When I was caught, I didn’t feel the rush that others did. My sexual partner was the key to lifting my spirits. I felt my wrath abate as a result. my low mood. This time, both are true. The last time Jake fucked me was five weeks ago. Indulging my curiosity, I fingered my pussy and sucked on some of Kyle’s come. How really tasty.
The following day, I made a call to Kyle and heard that Jake and Raquel have been having a vehicle fuck session for the better part of four months. In some instances, ice cream was used throughout that time period. Ice cream on her pussy and Jake would eat it, and she sucks his cock with it. They have sampled each and every one of the sixty flavors, Madam. I found out through Kyle. “May we, too, participate?” Of course. To which I responded. I was curious as to when this car-fuck normally got started, so I asked. “Well, between 8:00 and 10:00 p.m.,” we could have fucked one more time last night,” he said.
So we do it again, only this time with ice cream as the bait. He smears ice cream all over my pussy and licks it passionately (melon flavor). And I sucked the strawberry flavored cock he gave me. “Lei likes cock with their gelato.” A phrase meaning “I want to eat ice cream with my crotch” in Italian. At one point, he uses ice cream to lick my a$$. Oh my goodness, it was fantastic. Tortured Jake. Possible he has a thing for youthful pussy. His wife, on the other hand, is a weakling. One of his waiters was fucking the woman he had followed from Italy to the other side of the planet. I’m also successful in fucking the other one. The other waiter, Stephen, heard about the kitchen fuck session from Kyle. So, I told Kyle to deal with the client while Stephen fucked me. Mango ice cream was the first thing I ever used to suck his cock. The flavor is amazing. They heard him scream. Don’t put a halt to this, Madam. He exploded in my mouth and said, “Don’t stop.” In other words, I spit in his cock. Tongue it. You can enjoy the combination of semen and ice cream in more ways than one. Wonderful, really. Since then, I haven’t been able to go asleep without it.
It eventually became our daily ritual. A few of Jake’s waiters took turns fucking me in the kitchen while he fucked Raquel in the car. The first one takes care of the customers, and the second one fucks me. However, I don’t think that was adequate. It’s not enough. I require their union. In a word, eff them over right now. So, I suggested Jake that he should have the wait staff work overtime on Sunday so that the restaurant could get a good cleaning. Jake is happy to comply. I doubt he wants to f*ck her in the car. Today is Sunday. The moment I walked into the restaurant, the lads began stripping me down. Stephen lifted me up and set me in the middle of the table. My man Kyle did what he does best and buried his face in my pussy. Stephen puts his cock in my mouth when I grab for it. Quickly, he fucked my face. As I met his intense fucking with an equally fierce sucking, saliva poured out of my mouth. I weep like a babe in the woods. Kyle has stopped sucking on my puss. He reached inside his underwear and shoved his cock into my moistened p*ssy. Stephen’s cock was stuffed full of saliva when I clamped down on it. Stephen’s scum flowing out of my mouth and down my cheek was probably too much for Kyle to handle. Before I knew it, he was into my p*ssy. It’s time we fucked on my terms, so it’s time you guys did too. To put it bluntly, I insisted. In response to a question from the boss, “Yes, Madam.” They reacted to it. Just tell us what you want us to do, please.
Stephen, go grab me some ice cream. I said. Quickly, he goes to the freezer and grabs a cup of ice cream. I’m the glue that keeps their s*x together. I cup my hand together with their cockheads within and slather on some of my favorite ice cream, strawberry. From my knees, I greedily slurp and lick their cockheads. In every conceivable way, they fuck me. We chose quiet nooks of the restaurant for our activity. The walk-in freezer was by far the most novel setting for our sex exploits. In order to avoid hypothermia, “Guys, you this has to be the fastest fuck we have.” It was something I had to let them know. The walk-in freezer is cold, so I’ve been pierced twice to keep us toasty. The suspense and thrill of it all is what drives us forward. Only six minutes passed before their arrival. When we finally came out, I pleaded with them. To paraphrase, “Double me again, folks; I’m chilly.” It turned out that they did. We were done in under twenty minutes.
Even so, I was not happy. Basically, I attribute it to supply and demand economics. More sex makes you want more sex. Two cocks simultaneously entered my pussy, and I got it.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z5d69k/getting_even_in_the_cafe_part_2