Bedroom Closet

Sim­i­lar to here where I mostly sit back and read all the things A___ has writ­ten, I have found myself more often then not lying on my back on our bed while A___ does most of the work.

It’s been exquisite.

There’s some­thing other-worldly about climb­ing out of a won­der­ful dream sleep to feel my cock being gen­tly sucked and mas­saged by A___’s warm mouth or cool hands. I’ve found myself awake hav­ing not yet opened my eyes but pic­tur­ing her there; head slowly mov­ing up and down with her hand, or her face buried between my legs send­ing shiv­ers through me from deep in my core. I love the feel­ing of my hands in her hair hold­ing tight. Not really mov­ing her head, but keep­ing her from stray­ing too far. When I cum it almost feels soft at first. Soft like the begin­nings of a vol­cano, then the puls­ing and and arch­ing as I explode. A___’s mouth work­ing furi­ously by sealed tak­ing every­thing in, or held more firmly now by her hair as she’s made to feel me spray­ing out across her face or breasts. Her hands mas­sage my balls and fin­gers work there way down into my ass. After — we lay qui­etly for a moment before the day begins.

Hav­ing the lust built up from dream night before sucked out of me. You’re a good girl

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