Try to help

You take a second to think, before watching a now naked Sarah step over the board and towards Tom. Once she passes, you notice Miranda's brown hair is wrapped around her neck, as if it's **** her. In response, she tries to pull her hair away to relieve her throat, her need for air overriding her need for modesty. As you move towards her, her pants and panties fly into your chest, smacking the air out of your lungs.

You collapse on top of Miranda, which is something you've been dreaming about for the last few months. Just as you feared, she pushes you off and rushes out of the room. With a defeated sigh, you say "Miranda. Wait."

Out of the corner of your ear, you hear Sarah slurping. Turning your head, you see her head bobbing up and down Tom's cock.

"Oh fuck yeah." Tom groans. "Suck that dick slut."

As much as you hate to see a smile on his face, you figure that at least Matt isn't here watching his crush giving the world's biggest asshole a blowjob. Rather than watch, you head into the hallway. As you near the door, your pants are yanked down, causing you to fall face first. Your pants are then completely removed.

"Ohh fuck Miranda." Sarah states. "Come get some of this pussy."

"Fuck that. I wanna fuck you." Tom states.

"Pfft, I can handle the two of you. Only question is if you can handle me?"

The door to the hallway then slams shut, telling you that John Doe isn't taking no for an answer.