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I love waking up with Kristen.
For one, she usually sleeps naked. I still sleep lightly with someone else in my bed, and often wake before her and feel her next to me, shift from whatever sleeping position I’ve gotten myself into overnight and slide my arm back under her neck and pillow, cradle her close to me.
This particular morning, I woke already turned on. A dream, a feeling, the closeness of how we fell asleep together—who knows why. She was wearing a tiny cotton summer dress as a nightgown, and I knew she was bare under it. I knew she’d shaved her pussy recently, too, that it was all smooth and soft, that I could touch her lips without anything in the way.
I dozed a while, tried to wait until a more reasonable hour before waking her. Each time I woke she had shifted slightly closer, curled against my chest, in my embrace, one leg over mine, entangling.
Eventually I couldn’t wait any longer. I slowly touched her, her thighs, sliding my hand up between her legs.
She hums a little and nuzzles into my neck, spreads her thighs apart at my touch, not really awake yet.
This story contains some Daddy/girl dirty talk. If you’d like to read on … Read More