Being Suspended Isn't So Bad...

Principal Ragner stands across the marble island, clipboard in hand, talking to Constance about Sasha’s suspension. Constance keeps nodding, smiling too wide, hips rocking in tiny, hungry circles she thinks nobody sees. Behind that granite slab Sasha’s tongue is buried in her stepmom’s cunt, sloppy and relentless, licking her like she needs the taste to graduate. Juice coats her chin. Every time Constance answers a question, her pussy clenches around Sasha’s tongue and a wet sound betrays them. Ragner clocks the glassy look in Constance’s eyes. “Are you even listening?” Constance bites her lip. “Honestly? Sasha’s got her mouth on me right now. Been sucking this clit since you walked in.” Ragner’s mouth drops. Constance just shrugs, wicked. “Her suspension? I begged for it. More days she’s home, more days I get my ass eaten on the kitchen floor. You want in, or you gonna stand there clutching that clipboard like it’s gonna save you?” Sasha slides out from under the island, lips shiny, eyes bright. “C’mon, Miss Ragner. Tastes better than it looks.” She palms the principal’s thigh. Constance steps close, cups Ragner’s tits through the blazer. “We’re both really fucking good at sharing.” Ragner hesitates a heartbeat, then moans when Sasha’s fingers slip between her legs. Her skirt’s hiked, panties tugged aside, Constance already kneeling to tongue her from the front while Sasha pushes in from behind. They trade places fast—Sasha eating Ragner on the island, Constance straddling the principal’s face, grinding until Ragner’s nose is buried in her soaked folds. Three mouths, six hands, clothes shoved aside, not stripped. Tits squeezed over open blouses, skirts bunched at waists. Ragner comes first, thighs shaking around Sasha’s head. Constance follows right after, soaking the principal’s tongue. Sasha climbs on top last, riding Ragner’s fingers while Constance sucks her nipples, dirty talk and wet slaps filling the kitchen until all three women are sticky, panting, and already planning round two on the living-room couch.