I woke up around 7:30, exhausted and shaking. I limped to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I entered when it was heated.
Hot water washed away my sweat dirt. I sat down because I was too exhausted to stand.
Luke's p***s had dried, stuck to my thighs, but was still in my p***y. I tentatively dipped a finger in and felt the throbbing aftermath of our f*****g.
I gently washed. I knew I wouldn't walk straight all day with a red, raw p***y. I bathed myself with soap and tried to recover.
When I was done, I wrapped myself in one of the large towels hanging on the wall. Luke had two towels. I dragged a delicate cloth over my sensitive skin and wrapped it around my hair. Luke was still sleeping when I left the bathroom. I crossed the floor to see him.
Baby-like sleep. His normally contr
