The Band's Director, Dr. Johnson

"Cindy!" exclaimed the older gentleman, stunned by the sight of the athletic brunette with two of her holes filled to the brim. Dr. Johnson was in his early 50's, dressed in a dark suit with a tie in the school's colors. He was still in reasonably good shape for a man his age.

"Oh, hi, Sam!" Cindy replied, smiling. Apparently unfazed by the director's shocked stare, Cindy kept humping both cocks, reaching back with one hand to tickle Jake's balls, while supporting herself with the other. She then quickly reached up to Dr. Johnson's belt and pulled him onto the elevator, unclasping the buckle in the same motion. Within seconds, she had his cock out and began licking at it hungrily. The older man's prick quickly sprang to attention in the hot, wet mouth of the insatiable flute player.

As the doors slid shut behind the director, Dan finally resumed his pumping in Cindy's ass, noticing Dr. Johnson close his eyes and stroke Cindy's long dark hair in rhythm with her oral activities. The director's pants were now around his ankles, revealing a dark, graying patch of pubic hair that was remarkably well maintained for a man his age. Apparently, the good doctor got around a bit himself.

Cindy, all three holes filled, began moaning, her cries muffled by Dr. Johnson's cock buried deep in her mouth now. Dan and Jake were back in rhythm, pounding the athletic slut's front and back holes ferociously.

Suddenly, Jake cried out in ecstasy, emptying his load into Cindy's cunt. He continued thrusting for a minute before stopping, his body trembling from the intensity of the orgasm.

"Oh no, Jake" Cindy said with a twisted smile. "You know what happens to the first guy to pop off?"