3° person POV
Liam woke up with the sunrise. As he opened his eyes, he felt a warm softness enveloping him from both the right and the left. At the same time, he could feel a slight weight in the region of his groin.
Surrounded by all that warmth and love, he didn't even want to get up. He felt like that tent was a world of his own, filled with pleasure and affection.
However, saying that the tent was a separate dimension would be a grave mistake. And everyone else at the campsite understood that very well. Especially since they knew that tents had no ability whatsoever to isolate sound.
There wasn't a single man there who, at that moment, didn't feel envious of the one sleeping like a king.
And there wasn't a single woman who didn't end up comparing their nights to the one they had heard. Many didn't even know it was possible to have more than one orgasm in a single night, but from the screams coming from that tent, they discovered that having more than ten was indeed possible.
