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As his body began to cool Greg reached down to draw the duvet up over them. He had not climaxed before Judy had slipped from his grasp, and his cock, still throbbing and rampantly erect, felt bruised. Judy seemed to have either fallen asleep or into a stupor. Careful not to disturb her he reached across her to turn out the light. Spooning in behind her warm but motionless body, his aching, throbbing cock trapped between them, he closed his eyes and was deeply asleep in seconds.Hours later Judy woke. Briefly, in the darkness and feeling a warm body pressed to her back, she was unsure of where she was, but initially slowly and then in a rush, fragments of memories of the previous hours came back to her, disjointed at first until her recollection improved. Her body ached, but not uncomfortably, and her pussy felt swollen and slightly bruised. Feeling between her thighs she found her pussy puffy, the labia engorged and still parted but dry. Her breasts likewise felt bruised, her nipples.

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