All three of them were groaning and panting, and in the confines of that little room, the noise was deafening. Sandwiched between her studs-in service, Ann came. The world disappeared and was replaced with a realm of solid gold passion. If she could have died on the spot and kept that feeling alive in her throughout eternity, she would gladly have done so.

For about thirty priceless seconds, Ann was out of her mind with her climax. When she began to come slowly back to earth, she felt the heat of the boys' cream radiating from her crotch and filling her body with its soothing balm. The intense pleasure they were feeling gradually subsided and turned into a nice, relaxed calm.

They held onto each other while they caught their breaths. Pedro's cock fell from Ann's cunt, but she had to pull her ass away from Jose to empty her butt of his limp and spent prick. Her climax left her ass light, and it hurt a little when his cock popped out.

"Well, guys, that was quite a fuck," she said. "Thanks a lot. I really needed that."

The boys didn't know what to: say, so they didn't say anything. Ann left the ladies' room first, and she told the boys to give her a minute before they came out. Ann smiled at the old man behind the counter as she walked out. He was looking at her with a curious expression, as if he had figured out what had happened, but couldn't quite believe it.

The group of boys was still standing around on the sidewalk, and followed her as she headed back to her car. The idea of taking on a few more of them occurred to her, but she decided against it. She could always find a stud, and she was ready to get back into her car and hit the road.

"Hey, what happened to Pedro and Jose?" she heard one of the bunch following her say.