They continue, but are soon not alone

Ashley groggily stumbles out of bed. The pressure in her bladder has overridden her desire to stay nestled in Brandon's warmth, and so the bathroom beckons. Unlike some of the other rooms in the cabin however, hers and Brandon's does not come equipped with one, so she wanders out of the bedroom door to the master down the hall. Wakefulness to any extent doesn't form in her brain until after she leaves the toilet, and it's then that she sees the scene happening down the hall and out the back door.

Zack is standing there in the dim light of early morning fondling Victoria's ass. She has her head lolled to the side as Zack kisses her neck, edging down to her collarbone. Victoria has a tuft of his hair in one hand and the other is roughly pawing at his body. Ashley sees Victoria snake it across his stomach to his side, then dips it into his shorts, where something sizable is clearly pitching a tent.

"Wow, looks like Zack is packing some good heat there," she thinks, raising an eyebrow. She then blinks in realization at exactly what she's doing, blushes deeply, and stumbles back into the bathroom.

Victoria briefly returns to reality at the sudden sound, but Zack has reached the tops of her breast, and that takes precedence. He lifts her shirt up over them, and she pulls it off completely. Zack steps back to admire her assets in the predawn light, and catches her pleading green eyes. He pulls her into another deep kiss, as Ashley watches through the ajar door.

"Damn, look at them go," Ashley whispers to herself, then curses herself again. "C'mon Ash, what are you doing? Brandon's over in the next room, what's wrong with you?

But a sigh from Victoria tugs at Ashley's consciousness, and again she returns to the scene unfolding. She has managed to pull down Zack's boxers and pushed him into a lawn chair. Straddling his lap, she slowly grinds herself along his stomach while he thoroughly enjoys her nipples. Holding his head to her, she throws back her head in a lustful cry.

Ashley is having a harder and harder time looking away, entranced by the eroticism of it all. She pushes herself against the wall, turning her head so she can see without being more easily seen An idle hand slowly slips into her shorts, and an index finger finds her clit.

And that's when she catches a glimpse of Zack's cock. Victoria's grinding moves her out of the way for a second, and it flops into view. Long and lean, much like its owner, it stands fully upright, pointing to Victoria like a divining rod.

"Oh yeah," Ashley whispers to herself. She goes a bit slack-jawed as she closes her eyes into a reverie, imagining Brandon and his own rod waggling towards her. Brandon steps between her legs in her mind, carefully guiding himself to her dripping cunt. In the real world, Ashley has a ****-grip on a nipple and two fingers sliding into and out of her at an ever-increasing tempo, bucking against the wall.

Dream Brandon is now deep inside her too and begins ruthlessly thrusting home. Every smack of their hips sends Ashley to a higher altitude and she sees the peak coming.

And that's when Brandon looks up at her, and she sees Zack's face staring back. "I'm going to cum inside of you," he intones and she feels his cock erupt.

"Oh fuck Zack!" Ashley yells in shock and orgasm. Mashing her hand into her pussy, her climax crashes over her like a tsunami. "God!" she says as her pussy flutters.

It was only after several minutes of recovery that she panics about fantasizing about Zack cumming inside of her, then panics about if Zack or Victoria heard her, and, in a panic, she fumbles to the door to see.