He steps forward, a questioning expression on his face. I shrug, as if to say “She’s ok with it, I’m ok with it” She’s reaching for his cock, drawing him to her waiting, wanting mouth. All I can hear from her is “fuck yes” just before all words are stopped, to be replaced by moans. If it’s at all possible, she gets wetter as he starts to fuck her mouth in counterpoint to me fucking her pussy. She’s clearly had practice with big cocks cause he’s getting his all the way down her throat with very little effort, I think this is called a ‘spit roast’ I’m thinking it’s hell fun. “Can we swap? I haven’t got long left on my lunch break and I’d really like to feel both ends.” Somehow, she nods so I hand him a condom, he puts it on and she turns around. She pulls the condom off of me and takes me into her mouth, grunting as he starts to push his cock into her. I hear “Oh...my...fucking...god”, I guess he’s all the way in. Her hands are on my hips so she can push against me onto him, then he can push her onto me, it’s working cause I’m loving it and so is she. What a lunch this is turning out to be. Her breathing gets faster, she’s trying to get more of my cock in her mouth then she pulls off “fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Reminding her that we’re only just off the street, she puts my cock back into her mouth, muffling any noise. Hate for anyone else to catch us, an alley is hardly the place for an orgy, and the next pair of eyes to look our way may have a uniform and that would be a buzzkill. He starts to really pump into her, lunch must be over, he asks “where do you want me to cum.” No answer, she just pulls off of both of us and drops to her knees, opening her shirt displaying those gorgeous breasts. “There’s your answer.” Pulling the condom off, he and I both start jerking off, every now and again one of us fucks her mouth until we’re ready. I’m no porn star, maybe it was the whole situation, but between us, she got a fairly decent amount of cum on her chest. “Thanks guys, I gotta run” he says, tucking himself back in. She reaches for her bag, pulls some wipes out (someone else who’s prepared) I shake my head “leave it, just do up a few of the bottom buttons” walking out of the alley and down the street, I can still see the streaks of cum on her chest, above that a mile wide grin. We stop at a coffee shop and order a couple of coffees, it’s still visible, I’m not sure but I think the waitress may have noticed....