"Get up then.."

"Come on up, he's gone" Poppy says, crawling from under the table your eyes wince adjusting to the light and your lungs thank you for getting out of the testosterone filled space. Sitting back down you see a glowing Poppy giggling to herself obviously drunk, "that was soooo intense, being balls deep in your mouth pussy and finishing Brock of with my feet must of been a haven for you" she slurs, looking under the table she comes back up with a huge grin on her face, "you caught the cum didn't you! your a right little cum dumpster, admit it" she leans over smirking. Deciding that theres no going back you straight up tell Poppy you opened wide to catch his viral spunk, "y-yeah, but it was a spur of the moment thing, i enjoyed having your cum more" you say quietly. "Yah' i remember you saying like a fat cock swinging on a woman, you pervert" she giggles, Poppy seems a lot nicer whilst drunk but she still has a mouth like a toilet. "Did you cum?" she asks swaying her head, you reply with a simple nod, "of course you did, sissy. I bet the smell alone made you cum, must of been overwhelming. Why don't you clean up in the bathroom, its to the right" she points in the direction, thinking its a good idea you thank her and make your way towards the bathroom.

The lack of fresh air and the mixture of beer has made you drunk, drunk enough to sway when you walk but you manage to find the bathroom and stumble through it right into the chest of Brock who has his dick hanging over a nearby sink.
"Oi watch it boy" he says abruptly, you don't hear his words in your drunk, lust filled state of mind and just stare at his thick, still cum coated cock, "ah yeah just blew a load and needed to clean my rod off" he chuckles swinging his cock around. In your drunk state of mind you..