right of first publication 2019 by tcs1963

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Edited by my admirer, takemedown ...

MORNING AFTERGLOW ...

My Point of View

by tcs1963

I open our sleeping accommodation door, looking inside, I see you 're still sleeping. Since the beginning, I have always loved to watch you sleep. So vulnerable, yet potent and beautiful.

You 're laying there prone on your corporation. Our blanket tangled around those beautiful legs. The wrapping barely covers your nakedness. The glow of my handprint still glows graphic pink on your cheeks.

You are wearing my old and faded Apr Wine concert T-shirt as your gown, as usual. It is pushed up over your waistline, exposing the silky skin of your backside and the small of your back.

Because of my esteem of your awesome body, you never wear panty anymore. You love tempting me with those gorgeous globes. The seam in the in-between beckons me to osculate your cheeks.

When you agreed to be my belongings, mind, body, and soul, you entrusted me to use you in any way I see fit. The beautiful natural endowment of trust, you have given me is made to be cherished.

I smile to myself as I move closer to our bed and sit, with my back against the footboard. Then reaching forward, my hand touching the silky skin of your second joint. Slowly and deliberately working my way up to your bare ass.

I love to massage your luscious asscheeks after a firm spanking, as the lotion glows against your warm up pink skin. Feeling your muscles tighten at starting time, for fear I 've come back to penalize you again. Then you slowly slacken against my soft manipulations.

Your moan arouse me as I slide my fingers into your crack. I tease your back entrance and listen to the sweet dissonance you make. My finger gently massages the lotion around the rim of your sphincter.

Gently touching the outer ring, your cooing begins. Pulling my hand back, I pour application on my hands and rub them together to shit it ardent. I further dampen my finger by sliding it into my mouth.

qualification sure it 's nice and wet from my spittle and the lotion, I move my hired hand back to continue my incessant teasing. I can see you have lifted your hips off of the mattress, as an inadvertent invite to me.

Between your ample ass cheek, my index number finger goes right to work. When I find your cute little sphincter, my finger soupcon just at the plaza. I add more pressure ; the tip of my finger opens you somewhat. You turn towards me, your oral cavity opens in a mum screaming, but instead, you take a deep breath.

The press I use is n't overly strong-growing, but it is very persistent. I hear your external respiration become labored as I slide in a little deeper and you open yourself to me.

You awaken just as my finger's breadth reaches into you to the second knuckle. Turning around, you look at me surprised but still smiling. My surprise intrusions have always had this upshot on you.

I softly move my fingerbreadth in and out of your puckering asshole as you bare down with your venter. You squeeze my finger's breadth with the muscle in your sphincter.

You tease me by grasping my finger, letting me know that this could be massaging my shaft. You start to giggle at our games, and I laugh with you, sweet trivial girl.

I take out my index finger and squeeze my middle finger together with it, preparing to open you further. I lubricate my two thick finger and slide them more forcibly back into your mother fucker.

Your moan become louder as you struggle to fit the size of my fingers. I pat your asscheek, with my former hand and tell you to relax for me. That 's when you realize I mean business.

You wiggle your sexy little ass and resign yourself that I 'm going to have my way. I can experience you pushing up toward my finger, trying to will your back door unresolved for me.

Your ass is slowly opening nicely for me now, almost greeting my finger with each thrust.

'' Very serious babygirl, you 're opening up nicely for your pop, '' I say to you. `` You need to unbend. ''

You nod your header `` Yes '' at me and give yourself over to the star. As my fingers assault your anus, you feel me strain under you and at first gently knead your clitoris.

You tense up when I first make contact with your button. I feel as though your ass is going to crush my fingerbreadth. Then I grab your tiny appendage between my finger and soupcon, causing you to squeal and then go limp.

Your body is at my mercifulness ; my soapy dactyl tantalize your intimate areas. The pleasure and pain in your lower member are making you buck against my incessant toying.

I feel you getting pixilated. Your soundbox tremble, signaling that your orgasm is imminent. As I quicken my pace, your breathing gets raspier, and I can see your conflict as you try not to cum.

Turning your face towards me, I hear you speak in your squeaky vocalisation, `` Please, daddy, may I cum for you. '' Your look weak, but insistent.

After a few more seconds of fingering your sensitive lady parts, I whisper, `` Yes, kitten. Cum for your Daddy. ``

In just moment, I feel a gush of fluids as they pour out of your sugared pussy, causing you to shake as if you're having a seizure. Our bed is now wet.

Watching you intently, all I can do is smile. Pulling my paw away and letting you relax for a few moment, I lift my hand and strike you across your well-used asscheeks.

Leaning in and kissing you deeply as you lie there in your orgasm afterglow, I whisper, `` meter for a warm up shower, piddling girl. volition you join me ? ``

You smile and rise from our bed. Both of us head to the bathroom to wash out ourselves to get ready for the day.

The End ...