Warm up.

The morn­ings have been our oppor­tu­nity lately.  Wak­ing up with you warm beside me, feel­ing you get­ting hard pressed against me, feel­ing your hands roam across my hips and breasts.

Being sick has kept us exhausted, but some­times in the morn­ing there is a break.

A time when sleep still holds us but the heat between us dri­ves.  You slide your hard cock inside me and it feels as if its been for­ever.  My body still so tired still responds to you as you pull me on top.   I ride you slowly and it takes lit­tle time for me to cum, pant­ing, out of breath, want­ing the feel­ing.  As I cum I am near silent, enjoy­ing the plea­sure that melts me, exhausted from the small amount of energy exerted.

You cum almost as quickly, almost as qui­etly, fill­ing me before rolling over and falling back into a well deserved sleep.

Dreams float in my head as I drift off again as well.  Thoughts of how fan­tas­tic it will feel to be back to myself fill me, think­ing of how we should cel­e­brate when that energy returns.

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