An almost regurgitant bet

"We bet who can make you puke the fastest". Debby burst out laughing, clearly amused by the idea. "But first, we need to make sure you have something in your stomach", she added, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You look like you haven't eaten in a while, Doug". Meg nodded in agreement, her gaze fixed on you with an unsettling intensity.

Debby took a step closer to you, her hand reaching out to stroke your cheek. "Don't worry, we'll take care of that. We'll fill you up, nice and good". She glanced at Meg, who nodded in unison. "We'll cum three times each, just to make sure you're nice and full".

Debby's eyes sparkled with excitement as she reached out to grab your wrists, her fingers wrapping around them like a vice. She pulled your hands behind your back, holding them in place with a firm grip. You felt a surge of adrenaline as you realized you were now at their mercy.

Meg's eyes never left yours as she began to undo her pants, the sound of the zipper echoing through the air. She reached into her underwear and pulled out an impressive 11-inch cock, the sight of which made your eyes widen in surprise. You felt a wave of trepidation wash over you as Meg began to stroke her cock, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

As Meg's hand moved up and down the length of her cock, her eyes seemed to gleam with an intense excitement. Debby's grip on your wrists tightened, her fingers digging into your skin as she pulled your hands further behind your back. You felt a surge of discomfort as your shoulders were stretched back, your chest thrust forward in a way that made you feel ****.

Meg's cock seemed to be growing harder by the second, her strokes becoming more confident and deliberate. She took a step closer to you, her eyes never leaving yours, and you could feel the heat emanating from her body.

Meg's cock was now fully erect, and she took another step closer to you. Debby's grip on your wrists tightened, and she pulled your hands further behind your back. Meg's hand moved to your chin, her fingers gently tilting your head up, forcing you to meet her gaze.

"Open your mouth," Meg commanded, her voice low and commanding.