Backstage with Sorana

Sorana caught the estate agent staring at her tits again. Nick kept talking about square footage, but his eyes kept drifting to her chest. She smiled, then whispered to Greg that she wanted both men inside her. Right now. Greg didn't hesitate. He nodded, already hard. Sorana dropped to her knees on the empty living room floor and pulled Nick's cock from his slacks. It was thick, already leaking. She took him deep in one slow stroke, letting her tongue work the underside while Greg unzipped behind her. Her husband pushed two fingers into her first, checking how wet she already was, then replaced them with his cock. He slid in with one thrust, filling her completely. They moved together. Nick thrust into her mouth while Greg fucked her from behind, their rhythms meeting at her body. Sorana moaned around Nick's length, spit running down her chin. When Greg pulled out, he rubbed the head of his cock against her asshole, testing. She pushed back. He spat on her tight hole and pressed in, opening her up. Nick stayed in her mouth, watching her take both of them. They fucked her like that, switching holes when they wanted, until Sorana was stretched and dripping. Greg came first, deep in her ass. Nick followed, pumping his load down her throat. She swallowed, then licked him clean while Greg's cum leaked down her thigh.