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As she laid there, there wasn’t much of anything running through her mind that wasn’t the stench of cum. Her body was soaked in it; her hair streaked through, her modest breasts caked in it, and her belly swollen and bloated. If it weren’t for Karin so graciously pounding out her throat, she’d probably be hiccuping and burping up bubbles of cum.
As it was, there wasn’t a hole or gap in or on her body that wasn’t currently servicing her next cumshot. Yuu and Ayumu groaned out their pleasure as they made use of her soft hands. Ai jerked off with her glans rubbing strands over her face while Mia used Kasumi’s cum soaked hair as a rag. Rina lubed her cock with the sweat of her armpits, while Shizuku rutted into her asshole with abandon. Setsuna found joy in turning Kasumi’s bare feet a sticky shade of white. Kanata and Lanzhu both took their own kind of pleasure in rubbing their own larger cocks into Kasumi’s aching nipples. Between her legs, Emma’s rough thrusting bulged out her stomach further, each wet slap causing Kasumi’s own cock to squirt an additional string to the ocean of girlcum her body was dripping with.
As each girl came in turn, Kasumi’s body was stained further and further with reeking ropes of cum. Each time she accidentally coughed or choked on Karin’s cock, each time her nose plugged up and she began to suffocate, her own cock squirted that much harder.
Eventually, the club had its fill… almost. Leaving Kasumi to rest on the ruined couch they had been using, they went to grab her beloved Kasumin Box. Had she not been completely drunk on the sheer stench of cum, she might have noticed what they were doing and complained a bit. The next thing she knew, she found herself sitting up, stomach roiling from the pressure of all the fluid inside her. In her hands, the Kasumi Box, filled to the brim with freshly hand pulled jizz, just for her.
With that much stinky girlcum right under her nose, the burning in her body left her with only one choice. Aided by the other girls who lifted up the kasubox to her face, she began to chug the mixture. Despite how thick her drink was to swallow, and the growing pressure in her belly, her throat refused to stop swallowing. In a trance, the several liters of additional cock milk flowed into her stomach without stopping. She only noticed she was done because the sensation of her throat squeezing down more thick slop finally stopped. After a few moments without someone’s cock down her throat, a little clarity made its way back into Kasumi’s eyes.
As she shifted in her seat, the contents of her stomach shifted too, and she let out an undignified belch, the flavor of cum tickling the back of her throat. Immediately, an unpleasant gurgling growled out from her outrageously distended belly, and without so much as a whimper, she began to vomit load after load of cum onto the ground. After a minute of near constant groaning and puking, she was left with a diminished but still obvious cum belly. Looking back up at the rest of her club mates, who had watched the whole thing, and then at their rapidly hardening cocks, Kasumi knew what she had to do as the Idol Club President. She brought one hand down to her pulsing cunt, and one up to her spread lips, and said, “Practice isn’t over yet.”