Bedroom Closet

I didn’t really know what was hap­pen­ing right away; you were “asleep” in the bed­room and I was lay­ing back on the couch halfway through a movie. But when I heard the door open and looked over you were walk­ing toward me with that look on your face. It was a few short steps to the couch and you kneeled down in your paja­mas and began kiss­ing my stom­ach. The movie disappeared.

Hands and lips over my blue jeans and shirt gave way to open­ing belts and zip­pers and my hand feel­ing your breasts as you took my cock in your mouth; long slow strokes with your lips and tongue while my hands slid under your shirt; your hair a sil­hou­ette against the for­got­ten movie. Soon your pants were off and you were climb­ing on top of me, but the couch wouldn’t be good for this; off into the bedroom.

Down on the bed and both naked, I pull you on top of me and slide inside you eas­ily. I feel like I’m being lulled into a trance of sway­ing breasts and thrust­ing hips and your hot wet pussy wrap­ping my cock as you build up to an orgasm. Before you cum I roll on top of you and set your body to melt­ing and your sighs to moans with one deep strong thrust. You cum all over as I increase my rhythm in time to your cries. Soon I’m fill­ing you and moan­ing in your ear.

After we return to where we were. I’m sorry you had trou­ble sleep­ing. I hope the lov­ing helped, or at least dis­tracted you in wel­come ways.

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