Let them drench you

You gently push the hard cock of your mouth, smiling at them.

"Just cum all over me!" you say.

You aim the cocks in your hand at your face, but one of the guys jerking himself off fires first, spraying across your head and running down your hair, the warm spunk dripping down onto your face. Another guy spurts his warm, creamy spunk into your eyes and covering your face with it. The third shoots onto your chest, aiming as your nipples as they're covered with the man's spunk, his warm, salty semen running down your chest. You increase your speed jerking off the two others, who fire their spunk across your face and covering you with it as you grin at them, before releasing your grip on the cocks.

"Wipe yourself clean, faggot," one of them laughs, tossing a small hand towel at you.

You quickly wipe your face and chest clean of the cum that covers you, cleaning yourself up and slipping your shirt back on. The one who paid you to blow him grabs a wad of notes from the poker table, tossing it to you. You grab the money, smiling at it.

"Now that I think about it, I have a way for you to spend that money," the **** dealer smiles, leading you down the stairs and back in with the lads.

"Enjoy your trip?" Lukas asks. "Is it good stuff?"

"Uh... not the best," you say.

"Yeah, I won't sell it," the **** dealer says. "Anyhow, since you made a bit of money off that, I have a way for you to spend it. Jessica's in the other room. She's always looking for work."

"Who?" you ask.

"She's a... what's the polite word? Whore. This is her house, I'm just here for the poker game and came down to conduct this business," the man says. "She does good package deals, if all you lads want to give her a go. Treat you and your friends. Or get the fuck out, whatever."

With that, the man walks away and you're left there with the lads, who stare at you, unsure as they wonder if you're going to treat the group to a gangbang. Best decide whether to fuck off or head in to her.