I slowly woke up not completely sure where I was.
A warm weight curled around me that I knew was not just the bedding. Her rumpled hair was tickling my nose, arms and legs encircling me like a soothing hot bath. I smiled as I looked down at the sweet innocent face resting on my shoulder. I inhaled the floral fragrance of her perfume mixed faintly with the remnants of our long night of passion. It was hard for me to believe that such an innocent looking creature could have been capable of the "raw lust" that she had exhibited only a few hours before. The morning light was just starting to filter through the closed curtains. I did not want to disturb this "sleeping beauty" so I quietly slipped out of the bed as I had to answer a rather urgent "call of nature".
In the bathroom I glanced in the mirror, seeing a "smiling" face that had not looked back at me for a long time. As I thought of our night together my thoroughly used penis started to twitch of its own accord. I whistled softly as I brushed my teeth, thinking a hot shower would revive my sore body.
I opened the bathroom door letting the steam roll into the semi darkness of the motel room. Debi had curled around my pillow snuggling down under the blankets in my absence, but was still lost in a sound sleep.
I slowly climbed in next to her slipping the pillow out of her arms substituting the warmth of my body where the pillow had been. She stirred and sighed, but did not wake.