The Rule Of The School

First day of the year and detention already. Leda and Lola—two trust-fund brats—lounge across the desk like they own the place. Katie Morgan shuts the door. No small talk, no mercy. She snaps them into position, skirts flipped, asses bare. Her palm cracks across each one until the girls gasp and grin. They taunt her. “Getting wet, Miss?” Leda coos. Katie’s jaw tightens. She opens a drawer, straps the harness low on her hips, and pushes the silicone cock between Lola’s thighs first, then Leda’s. Every thrust drives them harder against the wood. Hair clenched in her fist, she yanks their mouths together. Blonde hair tangles. Small, natural tits press tight while hands roam, pinching, squeezing. Clothes fall. Katie fits fresh cocks to each girl. She bends Lola forward and has Leda slide in from behind while she claims Lola’s mouth. Later, the three switch again—Leda on her back, a face harness jutting up, Katie and Lola taking turns sinking down until their thighs shake. Sweat shines on pale skin. Moans echo. Even pinned and used, the girls keep smirking, daring Katie to go harder, wondering out loud who’s really giving the orders.