Vincent's shifted in the cramped kingsize bed, his body feeling the weight of several women at once covering him with their warm, slightly damp bodies.
'Ugh, what's going on?'
Suddenly the memories of the night before revived as the morning sun shone through the window and illuminated his crimson hair as he shifted out from under the attractive naked bodies and sat against his headboard; the oversized dragon flopped between his legs on the pillow with a slight red colour and various marks.
'We were a little wild last night...'
He looked to his right to see Efrita with her ass in the air, her forbidden entrance painted white and still gaping from their last session. 'Well, it couldn't be helped; this girl likes to be rough...'
"Is anyone awake...?"
His voice sounded only to be replied to with faint grunts or bodily sounds.
