Yes.

They help your quivering body to the couch, your mind still reeling with the aftershocks of your many orgasms. You slump back, gasping feeling magnificently fulfilled and gloriously fucked.

"You ok Bambi?" Ted asks stroking your face with evident concern showing in his face. You turn your head and nuzzle his fingers, purring and content.

"I think she's better than ok," Chuck laughs. "Damn, that was hot! Don't ever get nothing like that back home."

"That's a fact," Brian says. "I waited on my old lady to fuck like that I'd be an old man."

You start to come back to your senses and sit up, still gasping slightly, looking up at the three men. You're slightly disappointed to see them putting their pants on, the feral fuck animal in you wanting them to go another round with your body. You reach for a box of tissues and start mopping up the come that's dripping down your thighs and oozing out of your well fucked pussy and ass.

"Mmmmm, you boys know how to treat a girl like she's something special," you purr.

"You are something special hon," Ted says, holding out some bills to you. "There's some extra for you letting old Chuck here try your ass, and for being such a good sport and so much fun." You smile at him and take the bills, seeing at least another five hundred dollars.

"You guys are the greatest!" you purr. "Sure you don't want to stay a little longer?"

Ted shakes his head as he finishes dressing. "Love to, but we can't. If you're working tomorrow, we could stop by again."

"Mmmm, yes I am,"you answer, wriggling a bit with excitement. "Make sure you don't let the other girls steal you away from me though."

"No chance, hon. Unless you wouldn't mind bringing one along with you. So we could share, like?"

"Mmmm, maybe...." you tease, standing up and tucking the bills away in your purse, then turning and giving each of them a hug and a kiss, squirming against them as you do.

"Damn! You are some fine woman!" Chuck breathes as you open the door and lead them back to the club, waving a little goodbye as you head for the dressing room, noticing on the way that the table of scary men is empty.