Wipe them off on your pants

Nonchalantly and quite boringly, you simply wipe off the girl cum on your pants, brushing it away.

"OK, let's continue," April says.

The game continues on, with you getting a glance at one of the girl's tits as she's revealed to have stuffed her bra, a girl gets sick from drinking and not much else happens. Eventually, it turns to Tyler, and thankfully all he has to do is compare cock sizes to Malcolm, the only other guy playing besides you. Then, it's all the way around to Caoimhe.

"Fine, since Caoimhe's clearly into Tyler, I have another perfect one for you. Caoimhe, drink or dare, I want you to simply touch Tyler's dick. Just wrap your hand around it and rub it for five seconds. Simple."

"Oh come on!" Caoimhe says. "Can't I do something else? Why is it always sex with you guys?"

"That's kind of the theme of this school, if you haven't noticed," April winks. "Come on, yes or no."

Caoimhe turns to you, looking at you.

"Jack, it's your choice."

You pause, realizing you again can't by hypocritical after you've just fingered a girl in front of her, even given your arrangement.

"Go ahead," you say.

"Thanks," she says, looking sympathetically at you. "I'll do it, then."

Tyler grins, as he pats on his lap. Caoimhe stands up, moving towards him. Tyler wraps an arm around her hip, pulling her onto his knee. He leans back, spreading his legs to expose his clear erection through his pants. You wince, noticing it is fairly sizable. Caoimhe nervously grabs his zipper, pulling it down. With two hands, she unbuttons the trousers, leaving them open to reveal Tyler's blue boxers. Caoimhe takes a deep breath, before shoving her hand inside his boxers. You can see her take hold of his cock behind the blue fabric, her hand moving beyond your view as she jerks off this asshole. Tyler closes his eyes, leaning back and moaning loudly at your girlfriend's actions.

"Keep going you sexy little minx, squeeze a little," Tyler says.

You pause, looking at Caoimhe. Her face is a strange mixture of discomfort, embarrassment... and you think you can see some arousal on her face at the actions she's doing. She blushes blood red, before she lets go, pulling her hand out of her pants. She walks back to sit next to you, shame and lust in her eyes.

"Sorry," she says, looking at the floor.

"Well then, Jack, you're next," April says. "I feel once again I need to award your willingness to let your girlfriend do that. Drink or dare, have May suck you off until you cum in front of everyone here."

"Jesus," you say. "Is May even willing to do that?"

"If you'd like," May says, biting her lip seductively.