Cleaning

Lena looked at Julia, who was trembling and still sitting limply on Meier’s lap, his cock deep inside her cum-smeared pussy.

“Get off, Julia. Go get us something to drink, and then clean yourself up.”

Julia obeyed, her legs wobbly. She slowly climbed down off Meier. As soon as his cock slid out of her, a thick, white gush of cum poured out of her overstretched pussy. It dripped heavily and thickly down between her legs, running in visible trails down her inner thighs.

With unsteady steps, she walked to the refrigerator. With every step, more of Meier’s cum leaked out of her. It ran warm and sticky down her thighs, dripping onto the floor and leaving small, shiny spots. Her legs glistened with moisture.

She grabbed a bottle of water for Lena and turned around. Just as she was about to head for the door—perhaps to step out of the room for a moment—Lena spoke coldly and firmly:

“Where are you going? You’re going to do this.”

Julia stopped in her tracks.

Lena pointed to the floor right in front of the table.

“Here. On the floor. Spread your legs. Scoop up the cum with your fingers and lick it off. And do it right.”

Julia hesitated for just a moment, then let herself sink to the floor. She spread her legs wide apart, right in front of the poker table. Her wet, reddened pussy was completely open and clearly visible to everyone. Thick, white semen was still oozing out of her opening in thick, heavy drops and dripping onto the floor.

She slid two trembling fingers between her legs.

At first, she felt only the warmth. Inside, she was still hot and swollen. As she slid her fingers in, they immediately glided into the slippery, cum-smeared mixture of her own juices and Meier’s cum. It felt warm, thick, and sticky. She pushed her fingers deeper, up to her second knuckle, and slowly began to scoop out the cum.

A thick, white glob clung to her fingers. She pulled her hand back and examined it. The semen was thick, shiny, and had a strong odor. She brought her fingers to her mouth.

The taste hit her immediately—salty, bitter, and slightly sweet. She slowly licked her fingers, her tongue gliding over the sticky mass. The semen smeared across her lips and stretched into long, sticky strands as she pulled her fingers out of her mouth.

As she licked, more semen flowed out of her pussy. It dripped heavily and warmly down her inner thighs, forming small, shiny puddles between her legs. Julia slid her fingers back inside herself. Deeper this time. She felt her pussy clench around her own fingers. She pulled out even more of the white, sticky substance—there was so much that it ran down her fingers and dripped onto the back of her hand.

She licked it off again. This time more slowly. Her tongue glided over her fingers several times, gathering up the semen and swallowing it. The taste lingered on her tongue for a long time. She could smell it, too—the strong, masculine scent filled her nose as she licked.

Lena stepped closer and filmed her up close.

“Keep going. Show us how you get the cum out of your pussy. Shove your fingers really deep inside.”

Julia obeyed. She spread her legs even wider, shoved three fingers into her dripping pussy, and slowly fingered herself. A soft, wet smacking sound could be heard. Every time she pulled her fingers out, thick, white cum clung to them. She smeared it over her labia, spread it around, and then licked it off again. The cum smeared across her chin and dripped from her lips.

Her thighs were now glistening with moisture. The cum ran down them in thin, sticky streams and dripped onto the floor. Julia had to keep helping it along—she pushed her fingers deep inside herself, twisted them, pulled out more of the sticky mass, and licked it off greedily and humiliatingly while everyone watched.

Lena smiled coldly.

“Good girl. Lick it all clean. We don’t want to waste anything.”

Julia sat on the floor with her legs spread wide, her fingers deep inside her own cum-smeared pussy, licking Meier’s cum off her fingers bit by bit as it continued to ooze out of her.

“Whose turn is it now—never mind,” Lena said boredly, glancing at Dr. Voss. “You’re next.”

Voss leaned back, spread his legs slightly, and looked down at Julia, who was still kneeling on the floor, legs spread, her thighs glistening and smeared with cum.

“Under the table, Julia,” Lena ordered calmly. “Right now.”

Julia looked up briefly, then slowly crawled under the large, round poker table. It was cramped and stuffy. She knelt between Voss’s legs, her face right in front of his crotch. Julia unzipped his pants and pulled out his already half-hard cock. It was thick, slightly curved, and already glistening with arousal.

“Go on,” Lena said. “Suck him off. And do it right. All the way to the end. You’re not coming out until every one of us has come in your mouth.”

Julia hesitated only briefly, then leaned forward. She took his cock in one hand and guided the head to her lips. He smelled strongly of a man. She opened her mouth and took him in.

First she slowly licked the head, then she pushed it deeper into her mouth. Voss placed a hand on her head and pressed her further down. His cock slid over her tongue and pressed against her palate. Julia began to suck him—slowly at first, then deeper and wetter.

You could hear the wet, smacking sound of her mouth under the table. Saliva ran down his shaft and dripped onto the floor. Voss leaned back, picked up his glass, and continued playing poker as if nothing were happening.

“Deeper,” he said calmly. “And faster.”

Julia obeyed. She took him as deep into her mouth as she could. Her lips tightened around his thick shaft, her tongue working nonstop. Tears welled up in her eyes as he pressed against her throat. She sucked him with intense focus and humiliation, while the other men continued playing and occasionally glanced under the table.

Voss grew harder and harder in her mouth. He was breathing more calmly, but his hand rested firmly on her head. He held her exactly where he wanted her.

After a few minutes, his cock grew even thicker. He groaned softly and pressed Julia’s head down even harder.

“Now… swallow,” he growled.

With a deep groan, he came. Hot, thick spurts of cum shot straight into Julia’s mouth. She tasted it immediately—strong, salty, and bitter. He came several times, completely filling her mouth. Julia had to swallow while he was still coming. Some of the cum ran out of the corner of her mouth and dripped onto her chest.

Voss held her head in place for a few more seconds until he was completely finished. Then he let her go.