A Happy Ending For All

Vera Jarw's hands glide down Lorenzo Viota's oiled back, her slick fingers dipping lower until they brush his ass, then cup his balls from behind. His cock stiffens against the table. She wraps her fist around it, giving two slow pumps, grinning as a bead of precum rolls over her knuckles. The door clicks and Emmanuel Torquemada freezes in the doorway, eyes wide at the sight of her stroking their client. Vera looks over her shoulder, licks her lips, and says, "Don't just stand there, come feel how hard he is." Emmanuel swallows, steps closer, cock already tenting his pants. Vera grabs his wrist, presses his palm against Lorenzo's shaft, guiding him into a steady stroke while she peels off her top. Tits out, she climbs onto the table, straddles Lorenzo's face, grinding her wet pussy against his mouth. Emmanuel fumbles his fly open, spits on his hand, then fists both his own cock and Lorenzo's together, jerking them in rhythm. Lorenzo groans into Vera's cunt. She reaches back, spreads her cheeks, and winks at Emmanuel. "Fuck him while he eats me," she says. Emmanuel lines up, pushes his cock past Lorenzo's tight rim, sliding in deep with one thrust. Balls slap skin. Vera moans loud, rocking harder on Lorenzo's tongue, spit dripping down her thighs while Emmanuel pounds Lorenzo's hole, their bodies slick and loud in the small room.