Copyright 2019 by tcs1963

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Edited by my supporter, takemedown ...

MORNING AFTERGLOW ...

My degree of aspect

by tcs1963

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

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

You are wearing my old and faded Apr wine-coloured concert t-shirt as your nightdress, as usual. It is pushed up over your waist, exposing the sleek skin of your rump and the small of your back.

Because of my wonderment of your awesome body, you never wear panty anymore. You love tempting me with those gorgeous world. The furrow in the mediate beckons me to kiss your cheeks.

When you agreed to be my property, mind, torso, and soulfulness, you entrusted me to use you in any way I see fit. The beautiful gift of faith, you have given me is made to be cherished.

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

I love to massage your luscious asscheeks after a house spanking, as the application glows against your warm pink skin. Feeling your muscles tighten at start, for care I 've come back to punish you again. Then you slowly unlax against my indulgent manipulations.

Your groan arouse me as I slide my fingers into your crack. I tease your back entree and take heed to the sweetened dissonance you make. My digit gently massages the lotion around the rim of your sphincter.

Gently touching the outer ring, your cooing begins. Pulling my deal back, I pour lotion on my hands and rub them together to make it warm. I further dampen my finger's breadth by sliding it into my mouth.

Making for certain it 's courteous and wet from my spit and the lotion, I move my hand back to keep my perpetual teasing. I can see you have lifted your pelvis off of the mattress, as an inadvertent invite to me.

Between your ample ass cheeks, my index digit goes the right way to act upon. When I find your precious piffling sphincter, my finger touch sensation just at the center. I add more pressure ; the tip of my digit opens you somewhat. You turn towards me, your lip opens in a mute scream, but instead, you take a deep breath.

The pressure I use is n't overly aggressive, but it is very haunting. I hear your ventilation become labored as I slide in a small deeper and you open yourself to me.

You awaken just as my finger reaches into you to the endorse metacarpophalangeal joint. Turning around, you look at me surprised but still smiling. My surprise intrusions have always had this event on you.

I softly move my finger in and out of your puckering asshole as you bare down with your abdomen. You squeeze my finger with the muscle in your sphincter muscle.

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

I take out my forefinger finger's breadth and squeeze my middle fingerbreadth together with it, preparing to give you further. I lubricate my two stocky fingers and slue them more forcibly back into your dickhead.

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

You wiggle your aphrodisiac minuscule ass and submit yourself that I 'm going to have my way. I can feel you pushing up toward my fingers, trying to will your backdoor open for me.

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

'' Very good babygirl, you 're opening up nicely for your pa, '' I say to you. `` You need to relax. ''

You nod your head `` Yes '' at me and give yourself over to the sensations. As my fingers assault your anus, you feel me reach under you and at first gear gently rub down your clitoris.

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

Your organic structure is at my mercy ; my oily digits tantalize your intimate region. The pleasure and pain in your small member are making you buck against my perpetual flirt.

I feel you getting cockeyed. Your body milk sickness, signaling that your orgasm is impending. As I quicken my pace, your breathing gets raspier, and I can pick up your battle as you try not to cum.

Turning your look towards me, I hear you speak in your squeaking voice, `` Please, Daddy, may I cum for you. '' Your tone weak, but insistent.

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

In just second gear, I feel a gush of fluids as they pour out of your sweet puss, causing you to excite as if you're having a seizure. Our bed is now wet.

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

tendency in and kissing you deeply as you lie there in your orgasm afterglow, I whisper, `` time for a tender exhibitor, little girl. will you link me ? ``

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

The End ...