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Chapter 10 by Phantompen Phantompen

Is there any way out of this for Yuki?

Yuki gets another shower.

Between pressing her face into a stranger's balls and grabbing another one's cock, the momentary calm in the aftermath of her fall preceded an uncertain storm ahead. Whatever happened next could decide what direction things were about to take. Unfortunately for Yuki, the sensation of an attractive, naked woman's hand wrapped around his shaft was too much for the player she'd accidentally begun fondling. The young man came with a shudder and a groan, a spurt of hot white cum shooting out and landing on Yuki's chest with a lewd splat. The glossy white splatter contrasted sharply with Yuki's lightly tanned skin, and it felt wildly warm against her bare body.

There was a stranger's cum on her chest, and Yuki didn't know how to comprehend this development. She'd never anticipated such a thing happening before she'd ever even kissed a boy.

The gathered crowd, meanwhile, were pushed over the edge at the lewd display. Like a dam bursting, there was a surge of movement as hands reached down and hoisted Yuki up onto her knees. The softening cock in her hand was quickly replaced by a hard and ready replacement, and her other hand was quickly filled as well. Yuki could see all around her in her peripheral vision, her heart racing as she saw the rest of the crowd begin stroking themselves, the soft sound of slapping skin filling her ears. The true prize, however, was yet to be claimed. Yuki had never even been kissed, and before she knew it, her lips were put to much more debauched work. A pair of powerful hands grabbed the back of her head and yanked her forward, a rigid cock ramming past her lips and into her mouth. She barely registered the feeling of another hand grabbing a length of hair, wrapping it around another cock and beginning to jerk.

Yuki's mind was racing, but no coherent thought was forming. She had a stranger's cock in her mouth, two more in her hands, and countless more all around her. The only somewhat formed thought she could manage was a hope that her mouth would be all the guys helped themselves to.

Now what?

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