Double anal lessons

George Uhl stood at the front of the room, still mid-sentence, when Nena’s hand slipped under Choky’s desk and freed his cock. Her fingers wrapped tight and started stroking, slow, sure, and shameless. George’s lecture died on his tongue. Anger flared for a second—until Nena’s other hand reached for him too, undoing his belt without a word. Choky leaned back, pants at his knees, watching her work both shafts at once. George’s scowl melted. He stepped closer, cock hard and already slick where Nena’s palm twisted over the head. She bent forward, red hair falling, and took Choky into her mouth while her fist kept George moving. George’s hand settled on her ass, squeezing through the thin skirt. Nena stood, skirt lifted, and turned. Choky slid in from behind without asking, sinking straight into her ass; George followed, lining up beneath and pressing in as well. Two cocks stretched her at once. Her breath hitched, but her hips rolled, taking every inch. George held her waist; Choky gripped her shoulders. They fucked her together, deep and steady, the room filled with the wet sound of her stretched holes and her quiet, broken moans. They switched angles—George beneath her on a chair, Nena straddling and riding him while Choky fed his length back into her ass from above. Her red hair clung to sweat-slick skin. George’s thumb circled her clit, Choky’s teeth grazed her shoulder, and she came hard, muscles clenching around both cocks until they spilled. George pulled free first, painting her face; Choky finished seconds later, thick ropes landing across her lips and tongue. She licked them clean, eyes half-lidded, chest still heaving.