makinmepurr
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Angie stirred, opening her eyes slowly, then smiled as she felt Jason's arm snaking around her waist and his wonderful morning wood pressed into the small of her back. She knew women who complained about their husbands always wanting morning sex, and never understood that. She loved this time with Jason, both of their bodies still warm from sleep, that fuzzy half-awake state where everything felt more intense, more intimate, inhibitions non-existent, and his rock-hard erection. He knew how much she loved it, and almost every morning woke her up with his delicious cock, or his mouth, or his fingers. She knew how lucky she was, how lucky they were, to have found each other, and to be so sexually compatible. Two years into their marriage, and they were still hot and heavy, and for the most part, happy. She turned her head to meet his nibbles and kisses along her neck and jaw, and said softly "good morning baby".