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morn AFTERGLOW ...

My peak of View

by tcs1963

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

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

You are wearing my old and faded Apr wine concert t-shirt as your nightgown, as common. It is pushed up over your waist, exposing the silky pelt of your hindquarters and the diminished of your back.

Because of my admiration of your awesome body, you never wear panties anymore. You love tempting me with those gorgeous Earth. The crease in the mediate beckons me to snog your cheeks.

When you agreed to be my property, intellect, body, and soul, you entrusted me to use you in any way I see fit. The beautiful talent of cartel, you have given me is made to be cherished.

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

I love to rub down your delectable asscheeks after a firm spanking, as the lotion glows against your warm pinko skin. Feeling your muscles tighten at start, for fear I 've come back to punish you again. Then you slowly decompress against my soft manipulations.

Your groan arouse me as I slide my finger's breadth into your crack. I tease your indorse entrance and listen to the gratifying noises you make. My finger gently massages the lotion around the rim of your sphincter.

Gently touching the outer hoop, your cooing Menachem Begin. Pulling my deal back, I pour lotion on my deal and rub them together to relieve oneself it warm. I further wash my finger by sliding it into my mouth.

Making sure it 's nice and wet from my saliva and the lotion, I move my handwriting 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 sizeable ass cheeks, my indicator fingerbreadth goes right to sour. When I find your cunning little sphincter muscle, my finger touches just at the center. I add Thomas More force per unit area ; the tip of my digit opens you somewhat. You turn towards me, your rima oris opens in a silent scream, but instead, you take a rich breath.

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

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

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

You tease me by grasping my fingerbreadth, letting me know that this could be massaging my tool. You start to giggle at our games, and I laugh with you, sweet minuscule girlfriend.

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

Your moans become louder as you struggle to accommodate the size of my fingers. I pat your asscheek, with my other hand and William 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 feel you pushing up toward my fingerbreadth, trying to will your backdoor open for me.

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

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

You nod your headway `` Yes '' at me and give yourself over to the sensations. As my finger assault your anus, you feel me reach under you and at foremost gently knead your clitoris.

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

Your soundbox is at my mercy ; my oily digits bait your insinuate sphere. The pleasure and annoyance in your modest extremities are making you buck against my unremitting flirting.

I feel you getting soused. Your body trembles, signaling that your orgasm is at hand. As I quicken my pace, your breathing gets raspier, and I can learn your struggle as you try not to cum.

turn your face towards me, I hear you speak in your squeaky voice, `` Please, dad, may I cum for you. '' Your tone imperfect, but insistent.

After a few more than moment of fingering your sensible lady parts, I whisper, `` Yes, kitten. Cum for your Daddy. ``

In just arcsecond, I feel a gush of fluids as they pour out of your angelic pussy, causing you to didder as if you're having a gaining control. Our bed is now wet.

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

proclivity in and kissing you deeply as you lie there in your orgasm afterglow, I whisper, `` Time for a warm shower, little girl. volition you conjoin me ? ``

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

The End ...