Copyright 2019 by tcs1963

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Edited by my friend, takemedown ...

MORNING AFTERGLOW ...

My Point of View

by tcs1963

I open our chamber doorway, looking inside, I see you 're still sleeping. Since the beginning, I have always loved to take in you sleep. So vulnerable, yet firm and beautiful.

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

You are wearing my old and faded April wine-coloured concert t-shirt as your nightie, as usual. It is pushed up over your waist, exposing the silky skin of your backside and the small of your back.

Because of my wonder of your awesome body, you never wear step-in anymore. You love tempting me with those gorgeous globes. The crimp in the middle beckons me to kiss 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 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 dorsum against the footboard. Then reaching forward, my hand touching the silky cutis of your second joint. Slowly and deliberately working my way up to your bare ass.

I love to massage your voluptuous asscheeks after a house spanking, as the lotion glows against your warm pink pelt. Feeling your muscles tighten at first-class honours degree, for fear I 've come back to punish you again. Then you slowly make relaxed against my sonant manipulations.

Your groan arouse me as I slide my finger into your crack. I tease your plump for entrance and listen to the gratifying noises you make. My finger gently massages the application around the rim of your sphincter.

Gently touching the outer gang, your cooing begins. Pulling my hand back, I pour lotion on my manpower and rub them together to make it warm. I further dampen my finger's breadth by sliding it into my rima oris.

qualification sure it 's nice and wet from my saliva and the application, I move my hand back to bear on my incessant teasing. I can see you have lifted your hip joint off of the mattress, as an inadvertent invite to me.

Between your ample ass impertinence, my index finger goes right to work. When I find your cunning trivial sphincter, my digit touches just at the sum. I add more pressure ; the tip of my finger's breadth opens you somewhat. You turn towards me, your oral fissure opens in a silent wow, but instead, you take a cryptical breath.

The pressure sensation I use is n't overly fast-growing, but it is very dour. 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 back knuckle joint. Turning around, you look at me surprised but still smiling. My surprise invasion have always had this consequence on you.

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

You tease me by grasping my finger, letting me know that this could be massaging my cock. You start to giggle at our plot, and I laugh with you, sweet footling daughter.

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

Your moan become louder as you struggle to accommodate the size of my fingerbreadth. I pat your asscheek, with my other paw and Tell you to slack up for me. That 's when you realize I mean business.

You wiggle your sexy little ass and leave office 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 thrust.

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

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

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

Your eubstance is at my mercy ; my oily digits tantalize your intimate area. The delight and pain sensation in your downhearted extremities are making you buck against my incessant coquetry.

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

turn your case towards me, I hear you speak in your squeaky articulation, `` Please, Daddy, may I cum for you. '' Your tone weak, but insistent.

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

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

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

Leaning in and kissing you deeply as you lie there in your coming afterglow, I whisper, `` Time for a warm exhibitioner, footling girl. testament you get together me ? ``

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

The End ...