Drinking cum non-stop.

By the time Kirsty's vision cleared up entirely, Lux had already dragged her to their destination.

In-front of them were three women and a man. All four of them naked, with the woman sitting at a table and the man standing up. On the table was a large bowl where the man was ejaculating into. His orgasm wasn't coming in spurts like a normal orgasm, but it was leaking out of his erection continuously like a fountain statue. The look on his face looked like a mixture of pain and pleasure.

The three women sitting at the table were filling up cups of the semen, sometimes dipping it in the bowl or letting it drip out of his cock into the cup like it was frozen yogurt. The women, all in varying stages of obesity, savagely tried drinking from the cups before refilling their cups for seconds, doing this continuously. All three of the girls were moaning and crying, but did nothing to stop their dinner. The brunette gave out an especially pitiful sob when she wet her chair, her pee leaking onto the floor having apparently needed to go to the bathroom but for some reason would not leave her post at the table. The floor was stained to the brim, but it looked as though someone came to clean up whatever messes the girls made there.

After what had happened to her, the sight of the man and his continuously orgasm made Kirsty want to throw-up again, but she held it in.

"Looks yummy doesn't it?" Asked Lux.

Kirsty felt herself gag and put a hand over her mouth before shaking her head.

"Well, I'm sure you were feeling super hungry after all of that waiting and I'm sure the girls wouldn't mind sharing, right girls?"

"Please, I don't want anymore," sobbed the blonde before she downed another cup.

"I'm not hungry, please make it stop," cried the brunette.

"Kirsty, why don't you sit down and have a glass?" Asked Lux faux-affably.

Kirsty's shakey legs moved on their own before she pulled up an empty chair and sat at the table. Her arm moved on its own and found a cup on the table, scooped up some cum.

"Wait, Kirsty!" Shouted the red-headed one before she put the cup to her lips.

It was then did Kirsty recognize the red-head. It was Carrie! She recognized her red hair and the freckles dotting her face. Carrie was normally physically fit, so to see her with love-handles was a concerning sight. Kirsty could only guess that she has been at this table doing nothing but eat cum for a while now.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that your friend was here," said Lux. "After the whole 'gloryhole' thing we put her through quit the wringer. Lots of kinky shit. And now she's having a break. Do you like your break, Carrie?"

"Ohhohoho Kirsty," Carrie cried out pitifully.

Kirsty filled up her cup to the brim before she started to drink fresh cum. She gagged and nearly vomited again, but she was compelled against her will to drink all of it. Almost as if Carrie sensed what Kirsty wanted to do, she suddenly doubled over and vomited, expelling the contents of her stomach onto the floor. By the time she was done, she grabbed her cup and filled it back up, ready to start the cycle again.

"Isn't it such a coincidence that you and Carrie had the same fantasy? Subsisting on cum is more popular than you'd think, especially from people with oral fixations."