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Mary has taken off her Rogue wig, and I can see in the early morning light that her short hair is the color of gold in the dawn light.
My slight movement is enough to wake Stephanie, and she looks down on me with a sleepy smile.
"Mmm, good morning, handsome," she murmurs to me, and lightly pecks my lips. Shifting her hips a little, she must realize I'm still inside her, as her eyes grow wide, and her smile even wider.
"Mmm, I can get used to waking up like this." She hugs me, and I can't help but twitch inside her, as her whole body squeezes me.
"Huh, wha—" Mary wakes up next to us, slightly confused.
"Oh!" she exclaims when the fogginess of sleep has finally been rubbed from her eyes, and she sees Stephanie and me.
