Nope, Double penetration it is.

The club's haze of sweat and spilled liquor thickens as Tony leans over Mea's back, his muscular chest pressing flush against her spine while Alex's fingers dig bruises into her hips. Every eye in the place locks onto the way her pink folds stretch obscenely around Alex's girth, Tony's cockhead slowly breaching her ass—both men groaning in unison as she takes them deeper, her scream muffled against Alex's abs.

His drink shatters on the floor unnoticed as Mea's body jerks between the older men—the way Tony's wedding band glints while gripping her asscheeks sends heat lancing down Max's spine. "Fuck," he hisses, palming his erection through his shorts as Alex's thrusts make her tits bounce, the crowd's cheers drowning her sobs of overstimulation. He watches without intervening.

"Taking it like a champ," Tony grunts, his Brooklyn drawl rough with exertion as he pistons into Mea's tight ass, her whimpers vibrating around Alex's cock. The bartender slams down a shot glass beside them, filled to the brim with her own slickness. "Finish this and we'll give you a break, sweetheart," he growls, tilting her chin up.