What kind of sex would you like to have right now? Part 4

It is early morning. He has thirty minutes left to sleep - but the day will not begin with the shrill cry of an alarm.

It will begin with the ache in his manhood, cradled in my hand, and the shock of my gaze holding his as he wakes.

I sink onto him, taking every inch,
rolling my hips in a slow, relentless rhythm that drags him out of sleep
and into a storm of heat and pleasure.

And when release finds him, he will know -
this is my way of saying good morning.
Cockle
Doodle
Do
Me
 
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