That lock doesn't really work....

Beth was so intent on the dick in her mouth, and getting deeper and deeper without gagging, that she didn't hear the bathroom door open. And so it was that she nearly choked when John's voice sounded from behind her.
"Oh, shit... I wasn't expecting this!"
Beth spluttered and coughed. She spun around, covering her tits with one arm before realize how silly that was. "Um... I..."
"Yeah.. I should have mentioned, that lock doesn't really work, baby." Dwight stroked her hair, and gave John a look. "You mind, bro? I was getting close. Unless..." Dwight chuckled. "Unless you want him to stick around...?"
Beth's embarrassment and shock were fading, and she was beginning to stare at the newcomer's bulge. I wonder how he compares... {if Formation = 1
}Curiosity had a hold of her now, burying the screaming prude in her brain under thick blankets of arousal. There's no sense in stopping, now.
{else
}She was feeling like a greedy little slut, now. If I'm going to be bad... I might as well be bad. {endif
}Without saying a word, she shuffled on her knees towards John, pulling down his shorts and briefs so she could admire a second shaft of chocolate-colored manhood. John was not as thick, but he had at least an inch on Dwight in terms of length.
"Look, she's speechless." John smiled and rubbed her head as she began to slurp at his cock, gripping his shaft with one hand while stretching behind her to grab at Dwight's. He stood up, and she found herself bobbing back and forth between cocks. {if Formation = 5
}I'm in heaven. {elseif Formation = 1
}I can't believe I'm doing this... but I can't stop! {else
}No coherent thoughts could penetrate the haze of sex in Beth's brain. {endif
}She could feel wetness running down the inside of her yoga pants from her snatch. She suddenly wished she had a third hand.