Call for Amy

You decide to be bold. "AMY! SHE'S TAKEN ONE OF YOUR MEN!" You shout, certain she'll hear you in the other room.

Gal is taken by surprise by this turn of events. Her big beautiful eyes open even wider. Then her lips curl into a wicked smile, waiting to see what happens next.

What happens is Amy stomps around the corner into the room, followed by at least 20 men. She's completely naked now, her flesh pale, her pink nipples even more swollen than before, her lovely wet slit, topped with a trim, triangle bush, like a little red strawberry atop her juicy twat.

And so much for Gal's whole "last one in, first one to cum" plan. Because as you've been messing around in here, clearly several men have already dumped their cum onto Amy. She wears at least 4 loads, 3 on her face, 1 on her left tit.

And she sees the one stretched artistically across Gal's face. And turns angry. "What the fuck?" Amy says, her voice still soft and cherubic. "You came here to help me, not steal one of my men." Gal reacts by shrugging and rolling her eyes. But Amy isn't having it. "No, fuck that." It's odd to hear her sweet voice curse, even if her sweet face is covered by cum. "They're all here for me. This is my first fucking orgy. You don't need to get in on the action. You've already had, like what, twenty orgies or something."

Gal scoffs to herself. "A bit of an underestimate but whatever. In Israel, the girls still call me a novice."

"Well I can think of something this American girl would call you." Amy puffs herself up and steps up close to Gal, their faces almost touching. You think they may come to blows. All over your cum.

"What's that?" Gal says, not backing down.

Amy gives a little smile. "Thief." And then leans in and with one motion licks the cum right off Gal's face, rolls it onto the back of her tongue and swallows. She nods, having taken what was rightfully hers and turns to leave.

But she can't. Instantly Gal has a hold of her long, sweaty, red hair. Not just a grip on it, but has it wrapped around her hand. Amy winces. Gal's voice is wild with fury. "Bitch! No one steals cum from me."

Amy tries to flip back around to face Gal, but can't. Gal's got a hold of her too tightly. So Amy can only attempt to sound threatening, asking "Oh yeah, what are you... ow... going to do about it?" As Gal forces her down to her knees.