Give her pussy the cream

You need to get back to your friends, so you keep pounding away at the cute waitress' pussy. You let go of Cindy's boobs and straighten up, grabbing her shoulders now for leverage. As you thrust forward, you pull hard on her shoulders, driving her back onto your shaft. As your spunk rises up your shaft, you hold it back, because you know that'll make you come even harder.

Your eyes roll back in your head and you growl like a wild beast as you can't hold it back any longer. Your cock plunges in and out of Cindy's sweet cunt until you explode, shooting cum deep into her body.

The waitress sings a high note as she joins you in orgasmic release, her head lifted up toward the ceiling. You feel her pussy muscles pounding your meat as you slide in and out. You hold her body as you unload in her cunt, quivering and moaning. Even after you finish, you keep stroking into her to prolong her climax. After another minute, she stops keening and slumps down, supporting her head on her arms. You both are puffing like marathon runners. Her body quivers occasionally as she experiences aftershocks of pleasure, each producing a squeeze on your shaft and a moan in your throat.

After you have a few minutes to recover, your cock slips from her. Without prompting, Cindy turns around, a sloppy grin on her face, and squats on her heels in front of you. She takes your wilting spear in her hands and sucks its length down her throat. She moans as she cleans off your combined fluids. You moan as one last spurt lands on her tongue.

Cindy stands and puts her arms around your neck, kissing you with lots of tongue. You can taste your spunk and her musk on her lips.

"I gotta get back to work, but thank you for the tip. I sure needed that." She bends down, pulling her panties back up.

"You were fantastic, Cindy. When you leave this room, remember what you did, but forget exactly who is was who fucked you so well. When you are in my presence, you will remember, but otherwise that information is gone. Forget that I said this." Her eyes glaze over a second and then they clear. She rearranges her bra and straightens her uniform, while you stuff and zip.

Just before she leaves, she kisses you passionately. She opens the door a crack, looks out, and leaves. You wait ten seconds and leave as well. You walk back to the table. Only about five minutes have gone by.