April sucks the men off at dinner

It isn't long until April calls everybody for dinner. Leaving your game, you and Mike head to the table where Peter and April are waiting.

Peter has April in his arms, and they're heavily making out as you take a seat. You're sitting beside Peter, so April’s ass is within reach as she bends at the hips to kiss him. You decide to give it a slap and watch it jiggle, then run a hand across her slit.

“Under the table, April," you say, gesturing at Peter to let go of his wife. "Enough kissing, it’s time for dinner."

Once Peter releases her, April flashes you a smile before crawling under the table.

“You’re not getting anything to eat other than our cum tonight,” you announce, digging into your food. “So suck us off as best as you can.”

“Oh John,” you hear her happily reply. “I love cum dinners!”

Immediately you feel her fingers unbutton and pull down your pants. She takes your cock into her mouth yet again, and you feel the full **** of her oral skills. Her tongue rolls around the underside of your cock as she thrusts her head down into your crotch repeatedly, making throaty noises under the table.

You don’t last long and soon begin cumming into her mouth, moving one hand down to grab her head as you buck in your seat. You feel her clean your cock and release it, but it still doesn’t soften.

Suddenly, Peter grunts and his eyebrows twitch, which means April is no doubt using her talents to please him. He grunts again and moves his hands below the table, beginning to rock in his chair. You hear some glugging noises as April accepts her husband’s violation.

Soon after, Peter lets out a groan and tilts his head back. “Needed that,” he grunts. “Thanks, John.”

You smile at him, but say nothing. That only leaves Mike. He’d been stealing glances under the table the whole time; with how much you've been occupying April, he's clearly got some pent-up desires. You chuckle as his eyes light up, obviously seeing April appear at his end of the table

“I’ve been waiting for this,” he mutters.

Mike abandons his food and his hands fly down to his mother’s head, as he pushes his chair back and stands. He begins thrusting his hips urgently, and you see a pair of womanly hands place themselves on his ass. He pulls April out from under the table, still thrusting, and rests her head against the dinner table. He then grips the table and begins thrusting into her open mouth, and you’re surprised when the table doesn’t begin to shake. Maybe in this world, such things are engineered to better accommodate sex?

As you’re contemplating such things, Mike lets out a vocal groan, and you see April begin gulping down his load. Satisfied, Mike sits at the table again, and begin wolfing down dinner. April crawls back under the table, and you smile to yourself as you feel her hands grip your erect cock. You take some more food from the dishes prepared; you figure you’ll need energy to have the fun you want.

“The food’s delicious, April," you say as her lips slide down your cock.

“Thanmps!”

She begins thrusting her face up and down your cock, facefucking herself with enthusiasm. Her hot throat skillfully costricts around you, and you feel your pleasure building again. You continue eating, and let out your approval in grunts and groans as she works your meat down her throat.

You don’t really make any attempts to stave off your orgasm, since you don’t seem to get soft in this world, and soon begin coating April’s mouth with jizz.

“Mmm, your cum tastes the best,” you hear her say in appreciation. “And you’re still so hard!”

“Shut up and get back to sucking, April.”

As her lips wrap around you with a giggle, you smile contentedly. There's still much more fun to be had...