Greg goes on ahead

"Maybe next time," you reply. You're not sure if you're ready to tag-team a girl with Greg yet, even if _this _girl would most likely insist on it. He shrugs and brushes past you. "Your loss." You watch as Greg goes on ahead, waving at Ashley as if they had just met on the way to class. "Hey Ashley! Got time for one more?" She half sighs, half groans, but immediately starts taking off what little clothes she has put on. The twins just smirk to each other, high fiving Greg and heading towards the door. You think about hiding for a second, but they move past you as if it's a normal occurrence for people to be watching them fuck.

"Go easy on me," Ashley sighs. She turns around and spreads her pussy lips with one hand, grabbing onto a hand dryer with the other.

"No promises," Greg replies, unbuttoning his pants. He whips out his cock and smacks Ashley's swollen cunt a couple of times. "You know how much bigger I am than those guys. Surprised you didn't call me first". He thrusts into her slowly, the both of them moaning, as Ashley plays with her nipples with her free hand.

"They were really grinding hard on me on the dancefloor," she explained. "I had to have them. Too bad you aren't as good at foreplay." She says this as Greg rearranges her organs, lifting her up with every thrust. You're impressed by how well Ashley is taking it, especially after being tag-teamed. She pushes her ass back with each thrust, licking her fingers and rubbing her clit as she gets thoroughly fucked. Her moans come in waves, and increase in volume until she screams "fuck me harder you second-line piece of trash," aggravating Greg to turn her around, pick her up and use her as a fleshlight.

Bouncing Ashley on his cock, Greg pins her up against the wall and continues fucking her. His dick is completely soaked in her juices, and she continues squirting out more as he drives into her womb. Ashley buries her head into Greg's shoulder, moaning something incomprehensible. She starts screaming into his shoulder as her body shakes, juices spraying out of her used and abused cunt. Greg grunts and pumps her up and down a few more times, and you can see his thick load brimming at the entrance of Ashley's snatch. The two of them collapse onto the floor, Greg noticing your continued presence and giving you a wink. Ashley seems completely spent, leaning against Greg and panting heavily. You realize she's probably too tired to give you a go, but you're not sure you could've competed with the last three men that had railed her. Looks like it's time to cut my losses, you think, wondering what the other girls are up to.