Carrie groaned thickly, knowing he was right, but seriously regretting the need to move. She slid away from him slowly, kissing her way down to his belly as she climbed off the bed. Resisting the impulse to kiss his softening cock took some work, but the didn't have that kind of time.

While she dressed, she looked him over. His body was a roadmap of what had been done to him, but he did look more relaxed. "Feeling better?"