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Edited by my protagonist, 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 starting time, I have always loved to watch you sleep. So vulnerable, yet strong and beautiful.

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

You are wearing my old and faded Apr Wine concert t-shirt as your gown, as common. It is pushed up over your waist, exposing the silky skin of your prat and the small of your back.

Because of my admiration of your awesome soundbox, you never wear panties anymore. You love tempting me with those gorgeous ball. The crimp in the middle beckons me to kiss your cheeks.

When you agreed to be my property, judgment, consistence, and soul, you entrusted me to use you in any way I see fit. The beautiful gift 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 vertebral column 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 application glows against your tender pink skin. Feeling your muscular tissue tighten at first, for fear I 've come back to penalise you again. Then you slowly relax against my gentle manipulations.

Your moans arouse me as I slide my fingerbreadth into your crack. I tease your dorsum entrance and heed to the sweetly stochasticity you make. My finger gently massages the application around the rim of your sphincter.

Gently touching the outer ring, your cooing Begin. Pulling my bridge player back, I pour application on my deal and rub them together to shit it warm. I further moisten my digit by sliding it into my mouth.

devising sure enough it 's nice and wet from my saliva and the application, I move my deal back to continue my incessant ribbing. I can see you have lifted your rosehip off of the mattress, as an inadvertent invite to me.

Between your ample ass cheeks, my power digit goes right to do work. When I find your cute little sphincter muscle, my finger touches just at the essence. I add more pressure ; the tip of my finger opens you somewhat. You turn towards me, your mouth opens in a tacit scream, but instead, you take a oceanic abyss breath.

The insistency I use is n't overly belligerent, but it is very persistent. I hear your ventilation become labored as I slide in a little bass 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 usurpation have always had this effect on you.

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

You tease me by grasping my digit, letting me know that this could be massaging my putz. You start to giggle at our games, and I laugh with you, sweet little missy.

I take out my power finger and force my middle finger together with it, preparing to open you further. I lubricate my two boneheaded finger and slew them more forcibly back into your asshole.

Your moans become louder as you struggle to fit the sizing of my finger. I pat your asscheek, with my other hand and Tell you to unstrain 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 got my way. I can feel you pushing up toward my fingers, trying to will your back door open for me.

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

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

You nod your oral sex `` Yes '' at me and break yourself over to the ace. As my fingers assault your anus, you feel me reach under you and at first of all gently massage your clitoris.

You tense up when I first arrive at contact with your clit. I feel as though your ass is going to beat my finger's breadth. Then I grab your tiny appendage between my digit and touch, causing you to oink and then go limp.

Your dead body is at my mercifulness ; my greasy digits bait your intimate areas. The pleasure and pain in the neck in your downhearted extremities are making you buck against my incessant dalliance.

I feel you getting pissed. Your body trembles, signaling that your orgasm is imminent. As I quicken my pace, your breathing gets raspier, and I can hear your struggles as you try not to cum.

Turning your brass towards me, I hear you speak in your squeaky voice, `` Please, dada, may I cum for you. '' Your shade weak, but insistent.

After a few Sir Thomas More seconds of fingering your spiritualist dame parts, I whisper, `` Yes, kitten. Cum for your Daddy. ``

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

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

leaning in and kissing you deeply as you lie there in your orgasm afterglow, I whisper, `` Time for a strong shower bath, little girl. Will you join me ? ``

You smile and rise from our bed. Both of us head to the john to launder ourselves to get set for the day.

The End ...