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The morning sunlight streams through the window. You lay naked in your bed under your thick covers. I lay beside you, still asleep. You roll to your stomach, yawn and stretch remembering the night before. Your muscles are sore. Your pussy aches with a happy satisfied feeling. You instinctively touch yourself and find you are already beginning to get wet just thinking about the great night we had. You look at me sleeping and let your fingers massage your slit.

With my eyes still closed I smile, “Having fun?” You smile back, “How do you know what I’m doing?” I open my eyes and stretch, “I can hear how wet you are.” I lean over and kiss you. I rub my hand up your back then down to your butt. I kiss your neck, then your shoulders, down your spine to your tailbone, slowly uncovering you, exposing your naked body to the room. I position myself over your legs and playfully bite at your butt. I caress your thighs from the backs of your knees to just under your butt cheeks. My thumbs pressing along your inner thigh until they rest just short of your pussy. You rock your hips and present yourself to me.

Your folds glisten in the sunlight. I slowly bury my head between your legs and press my lips to your pussy. I kiss and lick and savor your taste. My tongue runs up and down your now dripping slit. Knowing you must be sore I’m gentle and sensual and slow. You begin to feel your orgasm rise. “Make me cum,” escapes your lips almost under your breath. I moan into you and flick my tongue at your clit.

I turn over on my back, and push your hips up, sliding my head under you. You sit down on my face, my tongue buried inside you. You grind your hips as I eat you. Your juices run down my cheek. I grasp your thighs and pull you into me as my mouth works over your aching pussy. You moan into a pillow. My tongue flicks around your wet folds and I suck at your swollen clit.

You grab my head and force me against you. I can feel you cumming and I don’t let up. You shudder and cum hard against my face. Juices drip from you as you grind on my mouth. You grab your sensitive pussy and pull yourself free, flopping to the bed beside me. You giggle and smile at me. I crawl back up and kiss you. You can taste yourself on my lips. I smile and say. “Good morning.”

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