"Get ready to fucking taste her, Wyatt." Jack rises and orders Alex to pull me so my head and lower legs can fall over either sides of the table.

"He doesn't get his turn?" Alex gropes my tits as Jack positions himself.

"This is his turn." Jack explains, "We've had some chats over drinks. Wyatt might not remember them, but our cleric's a cuck. Wyatt will use his slut tongue and make my woman cum, just like he fucking craves."

I can't see Wyatt, but I do feel hands touch and lift my foot, then lips kiss each of my toes, the top of my foot, my ankle, little kisses all up my leg, inner thigh, then--finally--a warm tongue over my clit. He puts my thighs on his shoulders as he begins to eat my cunt.

I start to lean up to grind against his tongue when Jack carefully pulls at my hair to lead me back into position. The tip of his long, familiar cock teases my lips, the precum dripping up my face. I obediently open my mouth, my tongue out and hungry, and he plunges his length in without warning.

I gag immediately, my hips bucking on Wyatt's tongue, which then makes me moan on Jack's cock.

Jack slaps my other tit. "Fucking suck me, slut. Show these men how you please your master."

I try to moan a "yes sir" on his cock, but it ends up sounding like a gurgle and drool drips up my face. I swirl my tongue as best I can, but being upside down, Jack's cock hits my throat differently. I can't--

Wyatt slips his tongue into my dripping cunt and moans into it, the vibrations shocking me. I pull away from Jack, and feel behind me for his shaft to stroke.

"Wyatt," I moan, which apparently drives him into a frenzy. His fingers slip in and search for--fuck, there!

My head rolls back in ecstasy, and Jack plunges his cock in my open mouth again. He slaps my tit again, admonishing, "fucking cumhungry slut, you'll stop sucking when my cum hits your throat."

I moan again, my clit throbbing and eyes watering from being gagged over and over and over. My hands grope for support, but find another hand. This mystery hand leads mine to a wet shaft--Alex's--and wraps my fingers around it. Knowing exactly what he's asked, I expertly rub and stroke his cock, while trying to focus on Jack's cock in my throat.

Wyatt's fingers circle and rub my inside walls, driving me crazy, and his sucking on my clit drives me closer and closer to cumming. My hips buck, my throat gurgles, my hand jerks on Alex's cock.

"Get fucking ready, Wyatt," Jack moans. "She's about to--fuck--she's--grunt--" Jack's cock twitches under my tongue and shoots cum to the back of my throat. My moans turn to gurgles as his cum fills my mouth, my hips grinding on Wyatt's tongue increasingly animal-like. Jack grips my hair and holds my head still as I drink and suck and swallow his cum. I feel Alex's cock stiffen and hear him moan as he nears his own second orgasm.

"Fuck--I want--grunt--point it--on--nipple--fuck," Alex thrusts in my hand and pushes his cock closer to my tit, drops of precum--no--his cum shoots from his cock onto my nipple, and I hear him moan and gasp as it spurts from him.

Jack slips his cock from my mouth, leaving my face dripping with cum and drool. "Focus on Wyatt's tongue, fucking cum on his fingers."

Alex moves away, and I get a growing feeling that all eyes are now on me.

I groan and grind on Wyatt's tongue and fingers, propping myself up to watch Wyatt. My wet, cum-soaked hand reaches down to grip his head and guide him to suck and nibble my clit.

"I'm close, Wyatt," I moan like a pornstar, making damn sure the boys want to come back. "Fuck, I'm--Wyatt--"

I fall back, my head rolling off the table, my legs flexing around Wyatt's head, my fingers and toes flexing as I cum on Wyatt's hungry tongue. He moans on my clit and moves his mouth to my slit, lapping me up like a dog drinks water.

"I think," Jack whispers low in my ear, "we should do this again, baby, what do you think?"

I roll and twitch through the aftershocks of my orgasm, Wyatt's mouth still latched onto me.

Jack rises, giving my tit one final slap. "Same time next week, boys."