You wake up late at night. Its around four. Its dark, all you can hear is peaceful breathing. You can't explain what's happening but you feel a sudden urge to i don't know to to fuck i guess? You're having theses weird hot flushes, your pussy's on fire, its like a pleasant pain or something. Bodys itching, you're on your back like a cat on heat. And you need taming, stuffing, silencing, loving. You're willing to get it now, you're getting under the blanket and you're licking and sucking very carefully, very tenderly, his thighs and his belly and his sides, his balls and his sleeping cock. Taking it in, closing your mouth and sucking until theres no air left between his flesh and yours. He is waking now "what the fuck, Fifi, I'm trying to get some rest!" But you cannot stop. You're turned on, it will take a lot to turn you off. You're moving up to his chest now. Your tits rubbing against his skin. His hands are joining in, they are squeezing my nipples Im already crazy.

You're sitting on his lap now kissing him fiercely, its like you're thirsty and your water is in his mouth. You're drinking him. Asking him to do things for you. So bad. So good. His cock is resurrected. He is in the game and he is harder than ever. You're already soaked, your pussy is leaving marks for his cock to get to its destination. Its in, he is in, you are in, oh man, baby, put it in, do that thing that you always do, don't stop, just leave it in, shove it, slow and fast, slow and fast, and suck my nipples its so good its so good this is so. Good. You come so hard you're shivering and shaking, cramping. You are struggling to let him finish but its not long til he comes. He moans and stops moving pushing hard into my pussy. You're just peaceful, you kiss him and whisper some into his eyes. They're lovely.

by Krkič August 5, 2019

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You're awake. Shyly entering the kitchen. He is already up preparing breakfast. You cannot look into his eyes. "Morning" you whisper. "Well, hello, good moanin, miss fifi, wanna tell me what that earlybird session was all about?" You smile cuddling up to your mug turning away from having to explain. You watch him handling the pan, watch his hands and his head nodding to the beat of a radio tune. He is relaxed, you think. I can be relaxed. No need to be ashamed. "I just thought they're lovely." "Huh? Who?" "Your eyes. They're lovely."

"They're lovely."
"You're lovely."

by Krkič August 6, 2019

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