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She was drained. So were they. They all slept there in a heap. Sheila got up first and surveyed the war zone. Sham looked innocent as he slept like a baby. The two muscled men looked like Atlases'. One of them, Manoj, sported a waving erection. It would take for that to subside she mused. The delightful soreness between her legs told her she could not do that for him. Not just now any way.
Despite all the pleasure she had taken, and they had taken of her, something at the back of her mind told her that this was going to be difficult to manage. And manage it she must. Else, she might become the new instructor for that gym.
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