Zack awoke to a warm, wet mouth clamped around his cock the next morning. He groaned, feeling the tongue of the mystery girl swirl around his cockhead.
“Chloe?” Zack guessed, his forehead throbbing with a hangover from the sex filled night before.
“Nope, Samantha.” He opened his eyes to see the head of a bespectacled brunette spinning around him.
“Oh.” Zack closed his eyes and recollapsed on the bed, the events of the past twelve hours swirling around in his head. He’d driven to the cabin with his best friend Ashley, his cock-hardening crush Chloe, and Samantha, the nerdy brunette currently bobbing her head on his dick. He’d seen Chloe naked, fingering herself to the thought of him. Heck, he had seen all three of them in the nude, and stuck his cock in them one hole or another at the card game turned orgy the previous night. The last thing he remembered was crawling into bed with Ashley in his arms, her soft auburn hair splayed around his cheeks as she whispered into his ear.