Scarlett doesn't let you choose

Ultimately, you decide that Scarlett has had enough and begin rising from your position against the door, hoping that the noise alone will gather her attention. However, before you can act Scarlett is already on her feet, still breathing heavily. The two of you lock eyes and for a moment, it's like you can read her mind. She needs it badly, and you're the only one who can give it to her. Albert's a good lay, but she needs a real man to finish her off. Smiling wryly, you gesture behind you to the door as if to say 'Why don't we get out of here?' She faintly smiles back and says, "I'm glad you understand."

Realizing that she can't just stroll out of the diner stark naked, you jostle the bundle of clothing in your hands and glance around for Scarlett's discarded jeans and shoes. Surprisingly, they landed mere feet from where you have been standing. You must have been too caught up in the action to notice them. Stooping down to pick them up, you add them to the bundle and rise back to your standing position. Glancing over at Scarlett to see if she's ready, you realize that you can't read her as well as you thought.

For she is currently engaged in a deep, intense kiss with Albert. The two of them tightly gripping each other as their tongues wrestle for dominance. His hands roaming her soft back, reaching down to squeeze her firm ass cheeks. One of her hands wrapped around his back to pull him in tight, the other lightly stroking his still raging erection. Breaking the kiss, Scarlett pulls back but rests her forehead against his. You can hear her faintly whisper, "I can't wait anymore."

Gently, Albert pushes her backwards into the nearby sink and she gingerly hops up onto it, the back of her head against the mirror. He leans over her, stealing another kiss. As he does so, his cock rubs up along her dripping pussy and you can see her start to squirm. "Please!" Scarlett whines, her breath ragged. "Fuck me already! I need it! I need you to fuck me so bad!"

Albert chuckles to himself, thanking his lucky stars for choosing this diner to spend his night. He leans down and places his arm under Scarlett's leg. Slowly, he lifts it up and places her at a better angle. Lining himself up, he looks into her eyes and sees only desire and desperation. If he doesn't fuck her now, this girl's going to jump the first man she sees once he leaves. And what kind of fool would pass up that opportunity? Ever so gradually, he pushes himself forward and delights himself with how her face changes. What was once timid, and then haughty, and finally ****, has now become bliss. Scarlett's mouth opens as a low moan escapes from her throat, and her eyes relax instantly. Albert pushes himself in until he's about halfway, and then pulls himself back. He continues at his slow pace, remembering how far he took things the first time. If he wants this to last, he's going to have to be tender.

As his hips slowly rock back and forth, Scarlett bites her lip. He's definitely been around the block before, his first performance taught her that much, but he certainly knows how to treat a lady. He leans in and she hungrily accepts his mouth against hers. She lets out a short squeal down his throat as his thumb makes contact with her clit. He pulls back, leaving a strand of saliva between their mouths as his other hand brushes her wild hair behind her ear. He moves his hand down and tenderly stokes her thigh, all the while his thumb continues to rub gentle circles around her clit.

Scarlett places her hands upon Albert's chest and gently pushes him away. She notes the confused look on his face and says, "Look, you are amazing. But if I'm getting fucked in a diner's bathroom, I'm gonna need it hard." She stands up from the sink. "And fast," she says as she lightly shoves him to the ground. "And I do that best my way." Standing over him, she slowly splays out her legs, lowering herself down until she is hovering above his rigid cock. "Are you ready for the ride of your life?" She whispers. Albert can only nod.

Placing her knees on the ground, Scarlett begins rocking her hips as she impales herself on him. Gyrating her hips down his length, it's Albert's turn to moan as her tight pussy engulfs him. "Now that's what I like to hear," she says in a husky whisper. Bottoming out, she begins to grind herself against his hips. "Mmmm," she moans. "Two big cocks in one day. I must have been a good girl lately."

Albert props himself up on his elbows. "From where I am," he says, moaning intermittently, "you look pretty naughty to me." Scarlett laughs and raises her hips up. "That." She says, slamming her hips back down.

"I."

Slap

"Am."

Slap

Quickening her pace, you marvel at your view. Having long since placed her clothing on the floor, you took back up your post at the door and resumed watching, and what a sight it is. There's just something about the contrast of his skinny twig legs and her big, round ass gliding up and down his pole. It almost brings a tear to your eye.

Scarlett leans forward to once again stick her tongue into this old man's mouth. He eagerly returns the favor, and takes advantage of her new position by thrusting his hips up to meet hers. She throws her head back and cries, "Yes! Fuck! That's it!" It doesn't take them long to work out a pattern, his hips rising to meet hers on the downswing, both sets joining perfectly in the center each time. "Just a bit more!" Scarlett cries, her hair whipping all around her face.

Albert's thrusts start to become more erratic and his breathing more labored. He grits his teeth and growls, "Here it comes!" Scarlett grips him tighter and cries, "Yes! Fill me up! Cum inside me!" It doesn't take long before their hips meet together one last time and his legs buckle. Her knees keep them up, but she leans heavily into him, her glorious orbs almost smothering him. Scarlett lets out a long moan as her body convulses. Considerable amounts of cum begin splashing out of her pussy as she finally collapses onto him.

His cock comes free from her pussy with a pop, cum still dribbling out of the tip. She lays down next to him and gently strokes her finger around his chest. "You really were backed up," She asks, her breath still strained. "Weren't you?" He smiles and says, "That I was." She drapes her arm over his chest and snuggles up to him.

"But I've got a lot more where that came from," Albert says, idly rubbing her nipple.

Scarlett's smile beams across the room. "I was hoping you'd say something like that," She says as her hand begins trailing its way down to his still erect cock.

You decide that enough is enough. It was late when the two of you got here and the diner can't possibly be open for much longer. You are about to get their attention when something gets yours.

The door you've been patiently guarding all night moves behind you, giving you a jolt. Placing your weight firmly against it, you motion to the happy couple laying on the dirty bathroom floor. Albert seems to suddenly remember that you are even there and Scarlett doesn't bother taking his cock out of her mouth, though she does grant you her attention. You motion to the door and their eyes fill with surprise. Raising a finger to your lips, you gesture them into silence which Scarlett takes as to not slurp too much.

As quickly as you can, you open the door and slip through, shutting it behind you as fast as you can manage. You then turn your gaze to the person trying to enter.