John pushed his hips up hard and groaned, "Unhhh, cum, fuck." He pumped his cum deeply into her. I could feel John's cum bathing Carol's walls and my ...rick. It felt wonderful. I came mumbling, "Oh Carol, Oh Carol." I collapsed onto Carol's back and held her tightly. I murmured, "Love my dirty girl, fuck my dirty girl." Carol vibrated with sex. We were all sexed out. After a while we all disengaged our sweaty bodies. John said his goodbyes and said, "I hope we do it again." Carol and I drifted. Betty's Diner was the last of a dying breed, a true fifties diner. It was made in the 1950's by a company that built diners with all the booths, appliances, and counter installed. They'd put them on a flatbed truck and delivered them to locations around the country. There used to be hundreds of them across the U.S., now just a handful survived.Like most of its type, Betty's was aluminum sided, with rounded corners at the roof. Large windows lined the front, illuminating the parking lot.The. Her face was almost round, framed by long brick-red auburn hair that fell in waves of large curls. Her eyes were dark green and almost sad. Her full lips were turned down in a frown and I could almost imagine how much more beautiful she would be if she would only smile. Her body was a symphony of full, soft feminine curves. Enhanced, rather than hidden, by the white gauze dress she wore. Beautiful didn't begin to describe her. She quite literally glowed, so powerful was her aura. A soft argent. .. our escape destination, to the right, and we claimed the entire downstairs for ourselves. The guards that didn't drop, instead dropped their weapons for the most part and legged it.They'd seen that we had their boss and nearly to a man they decided that the odds of getting another payday weren't promising, so they beat feet out of there. The more stupid ones tried a last ditch charge at us at the main entrance, screaming, shooting and charging. I gunned them all down and it was eerie the way.