No time!

Trying to bat away the offending cocks, Rachel yells, "Stop it, stop it! Fucking perverts, I'll - AAGH!"

A shot of cum launched right into your wife's eyes, distracting her (and you as you lunge to wipe the semen off) until suddenly your world becomes a rainstorm of hot sperm splatter from every angle!

"EWW, fuck ou-ghl," Rachel shouts, cut off as a load globs into her mouth. She coughs, but you have other problems as your face is drenched in hot man-goo; for fuck's sake, you can barely keep your eyes open as shot after shot **** your head!

Someone grabs your hand and closes it around a throbbing penis, guiding you to stroke the thick rod until you felt it tense, a stream of sperm flowing through the shaft to paint itself into your coughing mouth.

You can't help but swallow, there's too much. It feels warm and thick going down your throat.

Which doesn't stay empty for a moment as a cock is shoved into your mouth, thrusting right past your tongue to deepthroat you, making you gag on the intruding monster until it too launched a tide of cum to join the rest in your churning stomach.

It's difficult to see her but all you can do is watch as the pot-bellied man face-fucks your wife and three other dicks rub and cum into her matted hair. The man pulls out of her mouth and unleashes about five massive ropes of sperm on to her face.

Eventually it stopped, the men patting you on the shoulder as they left, like you did a good job at work or something. Rachel is crying, her tears unable to break through the thick sheen of sperm on her face.

Both your clothes are totally ruined. Drenched in cum, most of the heavy liquid seeped through so that even if you completely disrobed you'd still be covered in it.

"Rachel, I...," you start, not really sure what to say.

She sobs, wiping the cum off her face, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry we ever came here! I hate this place!"

There's nothing you can say, really. All you can do is help your wife undress (god, everything is so sticky!) and use the blankets from the bed to wipe most of the cum off.

After a fruitless search for replacement clothes, Rachel and you resort to simply putting on your soaked underwear, unable to bear using your other defiled garments.

Thankfully she doesn't notice, but you damn your overactive penis for its current erection. Rachel looks rather hot, with her hair sticky with strangers' cum and stained blue bra and panties. What the fuck's wrong with you? Why would this situation excite you at all?!

"Let's get out of here," you say, taking your wife's hand.

Unfortunately, as you arrive at the foyer, your heart plummets to see the door sporting several padlocks. You're stuck.