
The next day, Chikki woke up feeling sore and sticky, but she couldn't help the smile that played on her lips as she remembered the previous night. She stretched languidly, her body reminding her of every touch, every thrust. It was a feeling she hadn't felt in a long time, and she liked it.
As she made her way to the bathroom, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Her hair was a mess, her face flushed, but there was something about the look in her eyes that was different. They were darker, hungrier. They held a spark of life that hadn't been there before.
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