To settle a bet

You wake as though swimming up a well of warm water to a distant light, gradually becoming dimly aware of your surroundings. A soft wet warmth surrounds your cock and as you pry your eyes open you see Julia on her knees between your legs, her mouth devouring you, sucking and slurping at your still flaccid cock.

"Christ, don't you ever get enough?" you groan.

"Julia, she makes the bet," Irina laughs, kissing you and slipping her hot little tongue into your mouth. "She makes the bet that she can make you hard and come the one more time."

"And what are you, the official scorer?" you grumble as she breaks the kiss and strokes your chest.

"This I do not understand," she purrs, bending to kiss your nipple and spurring a soft moan from you. "What is this official scorer?"

"Oh fuck...are you bitches trying to kill me?"

"You would have the happy ****, that is a certainty," Irina chuckles, her hands stroking your chest. "You are so strong for an older man, not fat and soft. So hard did you fuck us."

"Mmmmmm you sure did Mr. Carter!" Millie Wolcott, whose mouth descends on yours. "You came in me twice!"

Despite feeling completely fucked out you feel your cock starting to respond to Julia's insistent mouth and the attention of the other two nubile wenches.

"I knew I could do it!" Julia giggles triumphantly. "You're almost hard again Mr. Carter!"

"Julia, she is going to win the bet," Irina laughs, her tongue teasing your nipples again as Millie rubs her tits in your face.

"She's getting lots of help from you two bitches," another voice giggles in protest. "Let me see what I can do with Coach Watts."

Out of the corner of your eye you see Brian stretched on the couch, with blonde Deandre squatting on his thighs, her head bobbing on his cock. You hear him give a muffled moan, and though you can't see her, you suspect Dallas is playing with him as well. Millie presses herself against your face and cuts off your vision, smothering you in titflesh as you nuzzle her softly.

"Mmmmm...so hard!" Julia chuckles throatily. "Such a sweet cock Mr. Carter!"

"To win the bet you have to make it come," Irina laughs softly.

"Mmmmm.....don't worry about that...I have a plan!" Julia answers with a purr.