The Best Part of Waking Up

Early one morning, I was awaken by the smell of coffee. Making my way to the kitchen, there you were, a vision. Naked, as usual. But today was different for some reason. I must have been dreaming of fucking you before I woke. Your ass looked so good in the morning sun from the window.


I pull back your hair and kissed the back of your neck. I rap my arms around you and continue to kiss you. Your breathing gets heavier and you arch your back. I pinch your nipples hard, you let out a soft moan. You reach back and feel my hardness, another moan, this time from me.


You turn around and kiss me then down to your knees. Taking me into your mouth. I grow really fast as I feel the warmth and wetness. You continue to suck and my knees weaken. I stand you up and lift you onto the counter, spread your legs and sick my finger in that tight pussy. It’s so wet and your moans fill the kitchen with pleasure.


Now I carry you to the kitchen table and proceed to lick those wet lips. More moans, more moans, more moans. You beg for me to fuck you and fuck you hard.
So, I guess I could go on with this story and I really could. Let's just say it ends with a mess on your face and you love it. “The Best part of Waking Up”

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