This made her cry even more because she knew that she would never be able to wear that dress again. The dress would make her remember that afternoon o... humiliation, and she knew that she could never bear to wear the dress that would be forever associated in her mind with that meeting.But first, she had to try to clean herself and think of what she was going to say to Jane.The shower washed away the remnants of the cum and the smell of piss that still clung to her body, but it could not prevent. The sun was lighting the street, the weather was great. "What should we do instead." I replied, shit eating grin wide across my face. "I'll do whatever you want." Was your response with no hesitation. I turned in my chair to face you. You kept facing forward. When my lips finally caught your neck, you gasped, just ever so slightly. The young waitress also got a little jealous, peeking at us as she was heading to the kitchen to grab an order. Specifically seeing the reaction you gave. You had. He was so close that he didn't dare move. The slightest sensation would send him over.Then, the inevitable happened. Béla tightened her stomach, pulling herself upright on top of him. His cock began to twitch, then he was spurting his cum deep inside her. He tightened his grip on her torso unmercifully as every muscle in his body tensed with his incredible orgasm."Ahhhh!" Béla cried out as his orgasmic assault sent her into another orgasm.She twisted her pelvis around on his cock as she felt. Her second climax was a wow, the third fourth and fifth, amazing the lad filling her royally on the next but starting again almost immediately to her amazement, Her climaxes now became one long drum-roll, the lad had not got near this intensity since mothers whipping, perhaps he had more control than she had ever imagined. She felt his next ejection, hot and liquid filling her guts and sending her over the top once more, though he rested for a second…though only a second… starting once more.