You accept

“Y-yeah of course honey. I’ll go do that now.” You say, your eyes lingering for a moment on the motion of Amy jerking off Monica’s big black futa cock. You get up from the couch and walk into the bedroom where you are immediate hit with the smell of cum, and looking at the mess in front of you, it’s obvious why. Both Amy and Monica’s clothes are strewn across the room, having clearly been taken off in a hurry. You notice several stains of what you assume to be cum on the sheets of the bed, as well as several globs of cum that have yet to dry, which explains the overpowering smell. You blush when you notice there are a couple broken condoms sitting on top of your pillow, which you suppose must be from the attempts Monica made to put on your condoms which turned out to be too small for her.

You can’t help but be incredibly turned sight of the aftermath of your girlfriend’s breeding as your boner swells to throbbing again. As your mind begins to wander you begin to kind of wish you had chosen to be in the room to witness it.

“Hey cuck, just fold my clothes and bring them out here!” Monica calls out to you from the living room, snapping you out of your daydream.

“O-okay Monica!” You call back, having accepted the title Monica has bestowed upon you at this point. You first move to pick up the clothes you believe to be Monica’s, folding them neatly and stacking them on top of one another. Once you’ve done so, you bring them back out to the living room where you are met once again with the sight of your girlfriend slobbering and gagging on Monica’s thick shaft. You are once again transfixed as your throbbing boner is now begging for release at this point.

“Thanks cuck! Just put them on the couch and then you can get back to work.” She says teasingly as she notices the hypnotized state you’ve been put in by the sight in front of you.

You quickly snap out of it, following Monica’s instructions and put the clothes on the couch before returning to the room and continuing where you left off, trying your best to ignore your raging boner, however that isn’t helped the slurping sounds from the living room.

You begin picking up Amy’s clothes and putting them in your laundry hamper, however you pause when you find her panties on the bed. They are absolutely soaked by a large amount of cum that has yet to dry, a noticeably large glob of Monica’s cum resting on them. You are once again transfixed as you almost reverently pick them up. You get an uncontrollable urge to sniff them, as you press the panties up to your nose, avoiding the glob of cum, and take a deep sniff.

“Fuck, I can’t believe I’m doing this.” You think, still transfixed. Suddenly the idea to lick the panties clean crosses your mind. “No, I can’t. Right? God how am I so horny right now?” You wonder, still weighing the possibility of licking the cum off Amy’s panties.