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There's a moment when both women are lying flat on your bed, sweaty and exhausted from their respective orgasms. They smile lazily at one another, looking half-drunk and unable to really do anything but babble quietly in their post-orgasm haze.

You pull your dick out of Marlena, admiring the wet mess she's left on it. Marlena might be recovering from her orgasm, but you're still plenty hard and more than ready to go another round.

You look up and make eye contact with Greg. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" he says, patting Alaina gently on the ass.

You grin. You're pretty sure you are.