Felicity

Her uniform slipped through her slim arms and temporarily covers her red shiny hair, freckles were on her face - and though freckles were seen as flaws, there was a strategic positioning of them to make her rather cuter - before she stands wide-opened with lips slightly opened to present her pearly whites. Her pointed white headpiece strangely sat on her bun, as if it was burrowed in it somehow.

Then she woke up from her daze, sort of. Two men, one was wearing a leather jacket and the other in normal everyday clothing, assisted her on laying down on the counter while her legs were spread in a V, held by one of the patrons as he dropped his pants and underwear before removing her's. With the skirt still attached to her, it was a rather hilarious sight to see the patron thrust forward into her and then out without letting you see whether he was fucking the vagina or the anus but you decided to let your imagination go adrift.

The other man, however, already took his pants off and was behind Felicity already, her hat was still attached even when gravity was working against the head and neck. This did not stop the patron from shoving his dick down her throat -performing an arrhythmic pattern displaying his profession, though amateurish when compared to Felicity and how it always seemed like there was an extra coating of saliva whenever the patron's penis was pulled out. This did reward her a slap on both cheeks as well as getting her face soppy thanks to the constant thickening layer of saliva all over the manhood.

For a second they stopped altogether and Felicity stood only to turn around and bend over, her ass towards the patron who was inexpertly throat fucking her while the other man wasted no time in pleasuring himself and his evenhanded counterpart, by having his penis be played around inside Felicity's mouth, experiencing the cycles and exploration of his manhood with her tongue. Somehow you felt what she was doing, she was cleaning underneath the tip of his penis to taste the pre-cum from previous activities and lovers.

Theirs was passionate compared to the rough and dirty humping and slapping of the previous patron who did the latter enough that one of her asscheeks turned to her exact same hair color. Whether she was reacting properly; moaning or grunting, she didn't show and instead, buried her head deep in the other's cock either with help or without - she even had her eyes closed, as if she was consciously enjoying her own work -.

A third party man came around, he was already half-naked with his cock erect and stiff. Masturbating in front of the trio, they stopped without so much as looking at him and Felicity was on the other side of the counter. The third man laid down, holding his penis with one hand and using the other as a pillow before the waitress squatted down on it, covering his pelvis - and her womanhood along with her asshole - under her pink skirt while the other two men were at her side, their penises held unto by the redhead as she took one of them in her mouth and rubbed the other while lifting herself up and down - as if she was a weightlifter handling herself with weights on her shoulders -.

The four were left to their own devices with Felicity sucking on the two men's cocks with glee on her face, being held down by a hand or voluntarily pushing through her limits, she was enjoying her fucking.