Early morning delight

From Torg Adventure

I'm in a swanky hotel room with low candlelight illuminating the room. The bed is huge, bigger than a king-sized. I can smell the heavy sweet aroma of sex and cum. I hear singing from the bath. Judging from the echoes, the bathroom is as jumbo-sized as the bed. Then I hear the distinct sound of Megan having an orgasm.

Shortly after that, Megan and Becka walk into the bedroom, dripping wet and holding hands. They run to the bed, squealing their delight, and proceed to smother me with their bodies, both pressing their boobs to my face. I feel two hands on my cock.

I wake up, and groan at the loss of the delicious dream. The room is still mostly dark, though a dim light is coming through the curtains. I am spooning Megan with one hand cupping her breast, and Becka is spooning me with her hand cupping my junk. Nice little sandwich. I glance over at the clock: 645am.