Courtney woke up, not knowing where she was. She didn't remember much, either. She tried to think. While she was thinking, she realized she was naked and strapped to a table. Not just strapped, she realized. Her legs were spread apart but her arms where in front on her in some sort of brace, holding her arms and hands in position. Her head was strapped to the table. She thought she's in big trouble.
Then she remembered what happened. She was with Joey, jerking him off, right onto his face. She smiled when she remembered that. She wondered if this was some payback when she heard a motor. She looked around and saw Joey, strapped to a table vertically, coming toward her. She could see his erect cock. She wondered if she was going to get laid. About time, she thought, but this wasn't the way she hoped.
Joey woke up when he felt movement. He realized he was strapped to a table. And naked. And erect. What's going on? The last thing he remembered was getting a messy hand job from Courtney. He looked around and saw her on the table in front of him. His table was rolling right toward her, and she was naked. Her pussy looked like it was waiting for him to enter.
The table rolled forward until his cock touched her pussy. Courtney moaned. Joey groaned. He didn't want to fuck her. She wasn't pretty enough for him. And then, a fast push, and in he went. Courtney just smiled. She tightened her muscles after he was in. Joey just shuddered. She sure felt good, he thought, but why couldn't it have been Cassandra? She was beautiful.