I'm the lone figure in this gratifying ritual, the target of a dozen throbbing cocks. The first pearly stream hits my stomach, a warm, wet kiss that spurs me on. I moan, my hands roaming my body, smearing the growing puddle of cum. The room fills with the scent of sex and the sound of wet, eager flesh. I'm covered, marked, a testament to their desire, as they continue to unload their pent-up passion onto me.