The only 1 awake?

You wake up in a room that reeks of sex, your nostrils filled with the pungent aroma of sweat, lust, and satisfaction. Your body is covered in the evidence of the night's escapades, a sticky mixture of pussy juice and cum coating your skin. You look around the room, taking in the scene before you.

To your left, Cheri's leg is draped over Manny's chest, her chest rising and falling in the rhythm of sleep. Manny's flaccid cock is the largest you've ever seen, dwarfing the other three penises in the room. Your husband, Jack, is asleep in the recliner, his own cock standing at attention, looking small in comparison to Manny's impressive member.

Mike is snuggled between Mary and Li, his arms wrapped around them both. Dylan is laying ass to ass with Mary, Tina and Sam still in a scissoring position, snoring loudly. You can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as you take in the sight before you.

You walk to the door and stare at the fading moon in the night sky, wondering where your mistress Kate is now. You touch your very wet and very sore pussy, causing an instant moan to escape your lips. You have flashbacks of being thoroughly ravaged by Manny's giant cock, feeling all of his over 8 inches of length and his wrist-thick dick proudly pistoning in and out of your cervix. Your mind drifts to the memory of Cheri's dripping cunt and Kate's hand working in tandem with Sam's delicate tongue, bringing you to orgasm after orgasm.

You remember the jealousy you felt as you sucked Mike's fat black cock, watching Sam and Tina form a love triangle on your rug with your mistress. You remember the sudden explosion of cum on your face from Mike as you sucked, Li licking his asshole. You see your pathetic husband masturbating to the erotic scene as Dylan pounded Mary's once virgin asshole.

As the group sleeps off the orgy, you can't help but long for more witch magick from your Mistress Kate. You remember the power she held, the way she commanded the room, and the way she made you feel. You long for the way she made you surrender to your desires, the way she made you feel alive.

You walk back to the group and take it all in, the sight of your husband next to Manny's impressive shaft, the sight of your friends and lovers, all tangled up in each other. You feel a sense of belonging, a sense of community. You feel like you are a part of something bigger than yourself.

As you stand there, watching the group sleep, you can't help but feel a sense of gratitude. You are grateful for the experiences you've had, the people you've met, and the love you've shared. You are grateful for the memories you've made, the memories that will last a lifetime.

You walk back to your bed, your mind still filled with the memories of the night. You touch yourself again, feeling the wetness, feeling the soreness. You close your eyes and let yourself drift off to sleep, dreaming of more witch magick, more orgies, more love.

As you sleep, you dream of a world where you can be free, where you can be yourself, where you can be loved. You dream of a world where you can let go, where you can surrender to your desires, where you can be alive. You dream of a world where you can be with your mistress, where you can be with your lovers, where you can be with your friends.