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Blissful Wakeup

7/2/2013

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7/2/13

She’s lying in your bed. Her auburn hair splayed out around her, the red highlights surrounding her face. Her mouth opened slightly as she breathes. No doubt exhausted from last nights work out. You trail your fingers up the insides of her thighs.

She moans as you wake her from her sleepy state. She nuzzles closer to u, needing to feel your warmth. Her knee runs up between your legs. She slides her tongue down your neck tasting the dried salty sweat left from the previous workout, down your clavicle. Her fingers thread through your chest hair. She re-wets her tongue and twirls it around your nipple, down your abdomen, her other hand glides along your already erect cock and her palm rolls back and forth against the head. The wetness making a silky barrier that makes her grin while you moan in pleasure.

She teases you with her tongue on your pelvis as she looks up at you, your desperate look of need written all over your face. Her pouty lips run along the side of the shaft as her tongue pierces between them, leaving a warm trail of saliva in its wake. She rolls her tongue out all the way and shifts on the bed and places her body beside you. Her hand softly, gently caresses your balls, as she licks back up and around the crown. Tasting the precum and grinning at you while she does it. Satisfied in knowing you are enjoying it, wetness pooling in between her thighs as well. You can feel it as your fingers slip between them. Her lips purse together and she presses down over the top, slowly at first as your hand rolls down her back.

Her hair begins to fall around her face. All you can see is the back of her head and your eyes close as she moves further down, adjusting her body, and her mouth to take more. She glides your cock back and forth slowly and steadily, as her hand works in a steady sync with her hot mouth. Her tongue flicks and teases the sensitive spot around the crown, as she pulls back.

You grip the comforter, not wanting to interrupt. “Please,” you whisper, barely aware you even said it.

More saliva pools in her mouth as she attempts to take you all the way in, her other hand cups you and she holds the pose for a moment, allowing you to enjoy the sensation of being fully inside her throat. And then she releases back for air, and moves again in rhythmic motions until your hand grips the flesh at her hip, a telltale sign you are about to release and you do.

A sound of air rushes through your clenched teeth and she swallows all that you have offered her. She turns to you with a smile, although you still have your eyes mostly closed in post orgasmic bliss.

She takes a thankful breath, her smile splits across her face in happiness. "I'm happy to have made your morning as blissful as you made my night last night," she whispers and lays beside you.
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