Viora's breaths turned to sharp gasps, her body tensing, her moans peaking in a loud, shuddering cry as she came, her walls clenching around Lor's cock, her thighs quaking, her ponytail a mess against the floor.

"Fuck… Lor," she panted, her voice hoarse, her body trembling with the intensity of her release.

Lor eased out, his cock glistening, his breath heavy as he turned to Myra, his hazel eyes dark with hunger.

"Your turn," he said, his voice low and coaxing, gesturing for her to take Viora's place.

Myra nodded, her brown eyes wide with nerves and desire, her thighs trembling as she positioned herself in doggy style, her full breasts swaying, her hips arched invitingly.

Viora shifted to lie beside her, her green eyes glinting with exhaustion, her bare body still flushed from her climax.

"Don't scream too loud, Myra," she teased, her voice breathy, her hand reaching out to graze Myra's breast, her fingers brushing the sensitive nipple, making Myra gasp.

"Stop it," Myra muttered, her cheeks flaming, but her tone was shaky with arousal as Viora's fingers pinched lightly, playing with her breasts, the contact heightening the tension between them.

Lor positioned himself behind Myra, his cock teasing her entrance, brushing against her wetness.

"Ready?" he asked, his voice low, his hazel eyes locked on hers in the reflection of the cracked window.

"Yeah," Myra whispered, her voice trembling, her hips shifting eagerly.

Lor pushed in slowly, her warmth tight and welcoming, a groan escaping him as he filled her, her moans sharp and unrestrained.

"Oh, gods," she gasped, her hands gripping the floor, her body rocking back against his slow, deep thrusts.

Viora watched, her green eyes hooded, her fingers still teasing Myra's breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples with a playful.

"You're so loud already," she murmured, her voice husky, her hand drifting lower, grazing Myra's side, the intimate contact making Myra moan louder, her body trembling under Lor's thrusts.

"Fuck, Myra," Lor groaned, his hands gripping her hips, his rhythm steady and sensual, his cock driving deeper with each thrust.

Viora's teasing intensified, her fingers pinching harder, her green eyes glinting as she watched Myra writhe, her own arousal reigniting.

"You're… gonna make her cum faster than me," Viora said, her voice breathy.

Myra's moans grew desperate, her body arching, her hands clawing at the floor as Lor thrust faster, his cock hitting deep, her pleasure building to a fever pitch.

"Lor… I'm…" she gasped, her voice breaking, her body tensing as her climax hit, a shuddering, pulsing wave that made her cry out, her walls clenching around him, her freckled skin slick with sweat.

Lor groaned, his own release building, his thrusts becoming erratic as he pushed Myra through her orgasm.

At the last moment, he pulled out, his cock pulsing as he came, his release spilling hot and thick across Myra's hips, the warmth coating her freckled skin, dripping down her thighs.

He panted, his hazel eyes dark with satisfaction, his lazy grin returning as he leaned back, catching his breath.

Myra collapsed forward, her breaths ragged, her body trembling, the warmth of Lor's release a lingering sensation on her freckled skin, dripping slowly down her hips.

Lor leaned back on his heels, his hazel eyes dark with satisfaction, his black hair falling messily into his face as he caught his breath, his lazy grin curling wider.

His cock, still half-hard, glistened in the dim light, his lean chest heaving with the intensity of their shared heat.

"Fuck, you two are something else," he murmured, his voice rough but playful, his gaze flicking between Myra's curves and Viora's toned and full figure.

"Ready for more? We're not done yet."

Myra's brown eyes widened, her breath hitching as she pushed herself up on her elbows, her full breasts swaying slightly, her skin glowing with sweat.

"More?" she asked, her voice hoarse, tinged with nerves but laced with curiosity, her eyes darting to Viora, the tension between them flaring anew. "What… do you have in mind?"

Viora's green eyes narrowed, her lips curling into a defiant smirk as she sat up, her breasts firm, her body tense with anticipation.

"Yeah, Lor, what's next?" she said, her tone sharp but thick with intrigue, her eyes flicking to Myra, then back to him. "You're not gonna let her outshine me, are you?"

Lor chuckled, the sound low and warm, his hands reaching out to graze their thighs, his touch teasing, reigniting the heat.

"No one's outshining anyone," he said, his voice a smooth, flirtatious drawl.

"But let's try something… different. Both of you, on me. Together." His hazel eyes glinted with mischief, his grin inviting as he lay back on the dusty floor, his cock hardening again, standing proud against his lean frame.

"Double cowgirl. One on me, one on my face. You pick who's where."

Myra's blush deepened, her brown eyes wide with a mix of shock and arousal, her freckled cheeks flaming as she glanced at Viora.

"You're joking," she whispered, her voice trembling, but her hips shifted slightly, betraying her eagerness. "Both of us… at the same time?"

Viora's smirk faltered, her green eyes flickering with nerves, but her competitive edge held firm.

"I'm not scared," she said, her voice steady but breathy, her ponytail swaying as she shifted closer.

"I'll take his cock. You can't handle that yet, Myra." Her words were a challenge, her eyes locking on Myra's, daring her to argue.

Myra's jaw tightened, her brown eyes flashing with defiance.

"Fine," she snapped, her voice shaky but resolute.

"I'll take his face. But don't think you're winning this, Viora." Her freckled skin glowed with heat, her hands fidgeting as she crawled toward Lor, her rivalry fueling her boldness.

Lor's grin widened, his hazel eyes dark with hunger as he watched them position themselves, the air crackling with their competitive tension.

"Perfect," he murmured, his voice rough with desire as he lay back, his hands guiding Viora's hips as she straddled his waist, her thick thighs parting over his cock.

Myra hesitated, her brown eyes darting to Viora's, then knelt over his face, her freckled thighs framing his head, her wetness brushing against his lips.

Viora lowered herself slowly, her green eyes locked on Lor's, her hands bracing on his chest as she guided his cock to her entrance, her warmth enveloping him inch by inch.

"Fuck," she gasped, her voice ragged, her athletic frame tensing as she sank down, his cock filling her, her thighs trembling with the slow, nervous motion.

Her ponytail swayed, her breasts bouncing slightly as she began to rock, her movements sensual, unhurried, savoring every sensation.

Lor groaned into Myra's skin, his lips brushing her clit, his tongue darting out to taste her, slow and teasing, circling with gentle licks that made her moan sharply.

His hands gripped Viora's hips, guiding her rhythm, while his tongue worked Myra's folds, lapping with a hungry pace.

"You're both… so hot," he murmured, his voice muffled against Myra, the vibration sending a shiver through her.

Myra's hands gripped the floor below, her brown eyes fluttering shut, her freckled hips rocking against his mouth.

"Lor… oh, gods," she moaned, her voice high and desperate, her eyes flicking to Viora.

"You're… louder down there," she teased, her words breathy, her body trembling as Lor's tongue flicked faster, his lips sucking softly.

"Shut up, Myra," Viora gasped, her green eyes half-lidded, her hips grinding down on Lor's cock, her movements slow and deep, her nails digging into his chest.

"You're… shaking already." Her words were teasing, but the competitive edge was clear, her body arching as she rode him, her moans overlapping with Myra's in a heated symphony.

Lor's tongue worked faster, sucking Myra's clit with a hungry rhythm, his hands guiding Viora's hips, his cock thrusting up to meet her movements.

The classroom was a haze of heat and musk, their moans echoing in the dusty air, their rivalry and arousal intertwining.

"Keep going," he growled, his voice vibrating against Myra, his hips rocking to match Viora's rhythm.

Viora's breaths turned to pants, her green eyes locked on Myra's, a spark of defiance flaring as she ground harder, her walls clenching around Lor's cock.

"Lor… fuck, don't stop," she gasped, her body tensing, her moans peaking in a sharp cry as she came, her thighs quaking, her ponytail a mess against her flushed skin.

Lor groaned, his hands tightening on her hips, riding out her climax as she shuddered above him.

Myra's moans grew desperate, her freckled hips bucking against Lor's mouth, his tongue relentless, pushing her toward the edge.

"Lor… I'm…" she gasped, her voice breaking, her body arching as her climax hit, a shuddering wave that made her cry out, her wetness coating his lips as she trembled, collapsing forward slightly.

Lor pulled back, his lips glistening, his hazel eyes dark with satisfaction.

Myra slid from his face, her thighs quivering as she settled beside him, her full breasts rising with ragged breaths, her brown eyes half-lidded with lingering heat.

Viora lifted herself off his cock, her body flushed, her green ponytail a tangled mess as she knelt nearby.

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