I wake up to the first rays of the sun peeking over the horizon through the balcony doors, making me smile as i reminisce about all of the sunrise photos we have shared over the last few years.
I hear you in the bathroom, singing a song that I don't recognise as you perform your daily ablutions then join me back in bed, spooning me again as we watch the pinks and reds intensify then fade, our naked bodies pressed together, skin on skin.
"Stay here, don't move"
The door clicks as you leave... I am hopeful that you will return quickly, and my heart skips a beat as i hear you return a few long minutes later, dropping my bag beside the bed as you slide back in behind me, our flesh reunited, pressed tight, with one addition.
I feel BBC pressed into my back, and groan approval, wiggling and opening my thighs so it can slip between my legs, the tip on the back of my balls, making me smile even more.. BBC truly is an extension of you sometimes, and I reach down to give it a stroke.
I hear you moan a sigh of contented approval, emboldened.me to reach for the lube and make you all slippery again before wiggling forward and guiding the tip so it's pressed right on the centre of my ass... well, your ass now.. but you know what I mean.
I reach for your hand, moving it from around me to my hip, my movements indicating that I want you closer, pulling you towards me, pulling your cock into me until we are again fully mated.
We lay there, completely still apart from our breathing, you deep within me as we watch the remainder of the sun rise and prepare.to greet the new day.
"What do you think slave, can your ass handle some fucking this morning?"