As I got ready for work, I happened to glance back towards the bed. You were still fast asleep, wrapped up in the sheets, the picture of innocence. I smiled to myself as I studied you; your mussed up hair, the delicate curve of your back, and the delicious peachy-ness of your bottom.
My grin grew wider as the sight of your ass recalled memories of the previous night. We’d lounged around in front of the TV after having dinner, and because there was so much rubbish on the box, we’d retired to bed for an early night. Only it wasn’t so early, was it? We’d lain in bed cuddling up to one another, and suddenly I felt you fidgeting, and rubbing yourself against my leg like you do when you’re horny. Immediately I was wide awake, and so was my cock. Within seconds it was rock hard and throbbing. My lips sought yours across the pillows and we kissed deeply, our hands exploring each others’ naked bodies.
We made love for hours. You demanded I went down on you for ages; I made you come at least three times before I slid my dick inside your slick pussy. And then I fucked you hard, just like you wanted. You clung to me in desperation, your nails dug into my back, I’m sure I’m still bearing the scars.
I shook myself out of my daydream and continued to watch you, my erection straining against the material of the boxers I’d just put on. And I thanked my lucky stars that I work from home. I slid back into bed with you and whispered into your ear – “Fancy an encore?”
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