It's a while before she moves, sliding off Moist to lay between the two men, resting on her stomach as a few sweaty red curls slide into her eyes. Weakly, she attempts to blow them out of her face and fails, chuckling softly.
"Mmm, remind me to do that again in the very near future," she groans.
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"Mmm, remind me to do that again in the very near future," she groans.