It's a gangbang with her and all men

"Okay." You answer. "Well, I'm here to help." Which is true. You're also there to get the details on here upcoming orgy and fuel your growing erection.

"It's..." She hesitates. "By telling you this, I'm telling you more about your sex life than most people I've met."

"Knowing details about people's sex lives is part of my job." you say. Which is true. Of course, they're never as attractive, as desirable, or as famous as Olivia Munn. You leave that part out.

"You know who my boyfriend is?" She asks.

You do. He's Aaron Rodgers, Quarterback for the Green Bay Packers. You hope she's not bringing him up as a threat. You wouldn't want your ass kicked by a professional athlete.

"You know how it's traditional for a quarterback to take his offensive line out and give them a steak dinner?" She asks. You nod. "Well he's doing something a little different this year." You give her an inquisitive look. "He's giving them me."

Well, that's an image, you think. Olivia surrounded by a bunch of fat, throbbing football players. It's not just an image. It's soon to be a reality. "He's okay with that?" You think if she were your girlfriend, you probably wouldn't be sharing her.

"Yes he is. And so am I" She says, "But... I'm not really used to being that sexually adventurous."

This you have trouble believing. Olivia's whole image is as a sexpot. She always seems adventurous, and comfortable with her own sexuality when you see her on TV. Not that that can always be believed. Sure, people put on acts. But still...

And she senses your doubt. "Look..." she explains. "I like sex. I don't need to be shy about it. I've had threesomes. I've had lots of threesomes. Me, a guy and another girl. Me and two guys. And one time I masturbated while, like, four people watched. But a full out multi-penetration fest with eight guys. That'll be a new one for me."

Your cock grows and throbs upon hearing these details. Although logically one thing sticks out as odd to you. "An offensive line is only five guys" you say.

"Plus backups." She answers.

You imagine some lowly backup offensive lineman for the Packers, who'll never get to come off the bench, but he'll get to cum inside Olivia Munn. Not a bad deal.

"You think a porno is the best way to find out what you're in for?" You ask, trying to think of what videos you might carry, that would apply.

"No." she answers. "but they don't make instruction manuals on being octuple-teamed. So a porn it is."

So, still you ponder what video might help her. Then you have a bit of a revelation. You've got lots of Belladonna movies. One, if not many of them have to apply. "Do you know who Belladonna is?" you ask.

"Of course." She answers. An answer that kinda surprises you. You wonder just how into porn Olivia is.

You can't help but ask. "Really?"

"You know one of those threesomes I just mentioned?" She answers. You nod. "She was there."

And the amazing visuals flashing through your head continue to get more amazing. Olivia Munn. Belladonna. Some lucky guy. "Really?" You ask.

Olivia shrugs, as if to say 'do you blame me?'

"Why don't you just ask her what to do?"

Olivia rolls her eyes. "Just cause I ate out someones asshole once, doesn't mean we exchanged contact information."

You almost start to wonder if this is some elaborate prank. Your cock, of course, doesn't care. It just gets harder and harder. "Are you serious about all this?" You can't help but ask.

"Listen to me." She leans in "Look at my face." here dark eyes peer at you. "I have three holes, two hands, and quite a nice spot between my tits. But by my count that only covers six cocks. Which leaves two guys hanging. And when I fuck, I don't leave guys hanging. So how are you going to help me?"