#155250 - She could not remember, after, how long or even how many times she had climaxed. The top two buttons were left undone, giving a generous view of the top half of her breasts. They lay there, saying nothing, just feeling the warmth of each other's bodies, for what felt like a long time, interrupted only when the phone rang.
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