Make Me Cum On Your Tongue

There’s still time to open those legs and get inside

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“There’s still time,” is what we say when we want to fuck in the morning. Sometimes I set my alarm to get up two hours before my shift. I show him I’m a horny little slut through different ways. Rubbing my ass against his dick, reaching down to feel his morning hard-on and stroking it.

When we first fell asleep together I’d cradle his dick. Throughout the night I’d stroke the head. Like a lover’s caress meant to excite his dick even when he was asleep. It would rise to each soft stroke I made to that ever sensitive head. I always wondered if he woke up and it felt different. Like it had the whispers of my touching it, stroking it, petting it during his sleep.

My first alarm goes off. I’m nestled next to him and he stirs with my alarm’s sound. I roll over to stop the insistent beeping. When I come back to him his brown eyes are wide. Like a child that just discovered he has Christmas presents under the tree. Only I’m the tree he wants to stuff this particular morning.

My eyes still sleepily shut and open. Sometimes when I sleep extremely well he’s the more awake one. He pulls me in close to him and starts kissing my neck. His body feels so much warmer than mine. Like a furnace that the heat never runs out. I have a hot body as well but…