Nov 9, 2017, 8:55:11 AM
Sex for breakfast
Waking up in the morning and not being alone is something wonderful. The warmth of a body around which one can lay his arm. Soft skin, little substance - there comes the morning excitement but as called. There's nothing better than relinquishing pressure before getting up and rolling around in bed like animals. Whether you look good or not is irrelevant. The body wants what the body wants. To stand up with lust bursting and start the day, without an extensive, redeeming orgasm makes no sense. Of course, there is the fatigue, but after the coffee to bed it should go. Soon, the caffeine hits. As he lies there, he certainly wants it too. So slowly mumble. You always have to be persuaded, this is part of the foreplay. He pretends to be asleep, and I have to conquer this slumbering sex monster first. It's always like that and sometimes it works. Well, if the lips are avoided, then stop kissing. He has not turned around yet, which means we are starting to fumble slowly in the spoon position today. I'm right, once I start it will be fast on me. I know what he likes and I like to play this game. The warm skin feels good and now there is definitely no going back. There's nothing that makes you more down on such a morning than a drain. Sweetheart will then want to, certainly, certainly. Giving up is not, Schatz can not do that to me. And if all else fails, the last chance for sex is begging and compromises like "I'm upstairs, you do not have to do anything," the last resort. At some point he will surely see what a good idea this is. Yes, there is nothing better than sex in the morning.