You run to the bathroom.

You weren't a child. So you knew what the feeling you were having meant. You ran to the bathroom, almost immediately expelling the contents of your stomach out of your mouth into the toilet. Somehow, you didn't miss. But you were still hurling. Your throat burned as the acidic contents continued forcing their way out. After a few minutes, you were satisfied that you couldn't hurl anymore. You weren't sure if you over ate or if it was the alcohol.

Either way, your core ached, but you felt a million times better, ready to go back and see what was happening.

As you walked into the living room, you found your mates once again sitting down, pants on. But your wife clearly covered with their loads.

You were a little shocked to see how eager your wife was to milk all of your friend's cocks onto her, but it also filled you with a dark lust. Despite your slightly drunken state, it made you hard. As you thought about getting your cock out as well for your wife to take care of you, she got up and went to get freshened up. You were a little sad. She clearly helped out all of your friends and made them cum, why couldn't she stick around and do the same for you?

You put on a brave face though, as your friends left one by one.

"Mate, your wife is an absolute firecracker. Look forward to seeing more of her haha." One of them said.

"Thank your wife for her cooking and service haha." Another one of them commented.

You just quietly thanked them, feeling like you were thanking them for cumming on your wife. It was humiliating and turning you on at the same time.

Walking back to the bedroom, you found your wife washed up, but passed out on the bed. It made you a little upset, but no doubt the whole situation had you very hard. You struggled that night to sleep with your erection.