The other residents.

The heads of many women, from old cougars to fresh graduates, poke in from outside the door, all of their eyes locked on to your cock, that's busy disappearing down Mei's throat. "Oh hey Mrs. J," Terri says to the woman in front, completely unfazed by the sea of women suddenly appearing in her apartment. "What are you doing here?"

Mrs. J gives her a small smile and strips down to her underwear, while walking over to the other side of the bed. You blanch and go pale in the face as she climbs onto it and takes hold of your arm. "Well, it's just like you said. The More the Merrier, right?" she replies, before straddling your arm and rubbing her crotch along your bicep. "And you know how hard it's been for me since the divorce. I would really appreciate you doing me this favor."

The thoughtful look on Terri's face scares you, and before you can voice your concern, you are made to moan from Mei sliding herself onto your cock. Clenching your fist, you try to get her to see reason. "Terri, Terri, don't let them do this. I, I can't sleep with all of them. I don't think I can do it. You'd have to share me with more than just Charlie. I won't be able to satisfy you if I'm worn out."

"That's quitter talk, cutie. You just need to try harder." A buff young woman says, brushing past Charlie to sit on your face, her clit ring glinting before your vision goes dark again.

Through her thighs, you hear sinister giggling, briefly discussed order, sensual moans, the rustling of fabric, and the creaking of springs. Hands latch onto your limbs and you feel warm, moist clefts slide along them, as well as lips and tongues on any part of exposed skin. Mei's hips drop firmly onto you and she uses only her inner walls to squeeze tight around you, presumably to deny the others a chance at shoving her off to replace her.

As the sex-crazed women have their way with you, all you can do is pray.