"Neither, you fuck"

"Neither, you fuck" you spit.

"Fine." Mike says, grabbing Jenny's hair and slamming her face down to the base of his cock.

He holds her head there, and her throat bulges as she struggles to breath.

"I guess you don't want this then" he says as he holds the familiar silver key between his fingers.

You freeze, realizing what it's for.

"Wait" you blurt out.

"That's what I thought." Mike laughs.

"Ginger tits, watch this." He says to Jenny, seemingly forgetting that she has an actual name.

Jenny reluctantly pulls her face off his cock and faces you.

"Do you want to be my cum dumpster or cum rag for the night?" Mike asks again.

Jenny can't help but smile as she awaits your answer.

"Well? Tick tock."