I woke up with him spooning me and a certain something pressed hard against my buttocks. I smiled to myself, as his muscular arm brought me tight blissfully into him and his hand gently caressed my breast. I felt so safe in his embrace.
I then felt gentle kisses caress my shoulder and neck. His hand moved down my stomach, then between my legs. He gently made circles around my clitoris with his finger, then stroked up and down until his finger slid inside of me. I moved my hips while he continued to drive me crazy. He placed two fingers inside of me and began rubbing my g-spot. A moan slipped from the depths of my femininity, enjoying the core touch of his masterful masculine ways.
I reached back, grabbed his rock hard penis and twirled my thumb around the tip, feeling his pre-cum, dripping with lustful anticipation. I placed him inside of me. I was so wet for him. I loved feeling him inside of me. I wanted him all the time. He ignited some sexually drug fuelled obsession within me, filling me up like the perfectly moulded specimen that he was.
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