That is what finally prompted them. They grabbed her and dragged her, as she fought them, into the dugout. She began re-living the scene from that night, as the first jets of cum were shot onto her face. Cherie continued to fight her bindings, but she was completely helpless. She constantly yelled at them for being such useless pussies. Then you soaked me with your fucking nasty urine. She suddenly appeared before the group of confused men, unannounced, then said “Hello, Assholes”. She said “Hey, assholes! When all their bladders were emptied, the men said nothing to her. And no one is leaving here tonight until you fuckers do it again. They ignored her and left the scene as soon as they could. And she wanted to do it again. Cherie lay there in pools of cum and piss and contemplated how the evening went. No more ejaculations were possible.
