I wouldn't last Long. The only question was: would I awake in time to really enjoy it?

She was on top of me, that much I now knew. I still wasn't thrusting, but nor did I need to. She was doing all the work, humping her body up and down, up and down, over and over and over again. She was the one moaning, not me. Sometimes her moans were deep and guttural, as if my hard prick penetrating her inner depths was knocking the wind out of her. Other times her whimpers and breathy panting were quite cute and dainty. But there was absolutely no doubt that I was getting ridden hard, and ridden well.

Because there was so much heat. So much pressure. So much pleasure.

Too much.

“Matty! Matty! Matty!" she moaned, her own pleasure reaching its zenith.

“Holy FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKK!!! FUCK! FUCK!!!"

I was cumming. I hadn't cum yet, but I was cumming. Too much heat. Too much pressure. Too much pleasure. I couldn't take it anymore, and the bottled-up ecstasy just exploded out of me.

Like a star going supernova.

My eyes flew open, and all at once I could see my Angel's face above me. Her hands were pressed to the sides of her head, squeezing tight while she clenched her eyes shut and went absolutely apeshit on top of me. Her massive 36DD tits bounced and gyrated and wobbled as she thrashed in the throes of an absolutely incredible climax. Her best friend straddled my legs just behind her, right hand reaching around to diddle my luscious Latina's clit while her left hand jammed three slender digits into Mari's spasming wet box.

My bodaciously busty babe with the body built for sex had my engorged cock fully imbedded up her ass, and she was cornholing the hell out of herself like it was our last day on Earth. I'd never woken up to find myself fucking a girl's ass before, and for half a second I panicked

Sam would somehow get mad at me for letting someone else be “first”.

But then any worries like that got washed away by the overwhelming pleasure of my luscious Latina banging her butthole up and down my dick. When she saw that my eyes had opened, she promptly bent forward to mash her massive tits in my face, continuing to slam my sausage through her sphincter and up her backdoor chute while smothering me in spectacular mammary flesh.

All-consuming ecstasy flooded my brain then, overpowering my conscious mind and flooding my synapses, accompanied by the diluvial torrent of jism I'd started spraying all over the inner walls of Mari's colon. I had no sense of space or time anymore as I groaned and grunted and arched my back while thrusting upwards Like Mount Vesuvius, staccato bursts of fire peppering out of me like a whole field of landmines going up in rapid sequence. I'm losing the metaphor a bit but you get the idea that I had an absolutely incredible orgasm that erupted out of me so hard that I blacked out again.

No, seriously. I blacked out.

Heat.

Not so much pressure.

Still some residual pleasure.

I was not alone.

Nor was I awake.

At least until Mari bent over me, cooed in my ear, and started kissing me. I snorted and jerked and looked up at her through bleary eyes.

“Holy shit, Angel," I grunted.

“What the hell did you do to me?"

She giggled and pecked my nose. "Good morning, boyfriend. Did you Like your wake-up call?"

“Hell yes. You're gonna kill me if you do that more often, but what a wonderful way to go," I wheezed. Still in a daze, I muttered half to myself, “Outfuck the entire BTC if she wanted to..."

Belle started tapping on Mari‘s shoulder as she complained rather petulantly, “Hurry up and get off! Matty’s Little Cumslut is HUNGRY!"