Very sore after all the fun

The sun, in its relentless golden assault on the living room, as the morning arrived. And it was this annoyingly persistent light that finally forced her eyelids to flutter, a prelude to the unwelcome opening of her eyes.

Morrigan stirred with a low, throaty groan, a dull ache pulsing behind her eyes as she attempted to rise. But sleep's grip was still too strong, dragging her back down like invisible chains. 

For a while, she simply lay sprawled on the sofa, her body humming with a deep, lingering soreness, each ache a reminder of the night before. 

Every muscle protested with delicious exhaustion as she shifted slightly, her thighs still sticky with dried cum, her pussy tender and pulsing from the brutal, relentless fucking she'd been subjected to. 

The memory alone made her lips part with a silent gasp.