Tristan's Point Of View
Thursday Morning
I woke up feeling achy and sore all over. I groaned as I turned over, then quickly realized I was sandwiched between Sylvester and Cole. Sylvester opened his eyes as soon as I rolled over and faced him.
"Good Morning Tristan. Did you sleep well?" He asked kissing my forehead.
"Hngh... yes. Buy I hurt all over..." I groaned.
"Yeah, we kind of overdid it last night. I'm sorry..." He replied sheepishly.
At that, the memories of last night came flooding back rapidly. I grimaced as I distinctly remembered why I was in exceptional pain down below.
After Ferdinand had had his turn, he and Sylvester entered me simultaneously and engorged themselves on the intense pleasure of it all. Bellamy became jealous all over again and wanted to join in as well. After being denied due to his unreasonable size, he took it upon himself to fuck my throat until he was completely satisfied.
