I love waking up with you in my arms. The smell of our sex from the night before. The taste of your skin as I kiss your shoulder. The feel of your nakedness as I lightly caress your hip and bum.
You stir slightly bringing one leg up to your chest allowing me access to your now exposed pussy. You are sensitive and pulsating in your morning dream. My fingers find the folds of your lybia and stroke along its crevasse.
You let out a small sigh not yet quite awake but aware of your tingles. I move in closer so you feel my hardness against your bum cheek. Your arouse me BabyGirl. Dreamy. I breathe heavier into your neck as my morning lust needs and wants within me.
I move over you so you feel my weight upon you. Wrapping you in my Daddy Dom cocoon. I slide my erection along your wetness making our naughty places slick with our pre-cum moisture. You grown with each pass and push into me. I whisper into your ear, so close you can feel my lips...'"I love you princess. My sweet BabyGirl."
With those words the tip of my cock finds its place on its final pass and enters you slowly, savouring every feeling that ripples through me causing you to hold your breath then gasp as I complete the full length of my entrance.
The perfect way to wake my pretty little girl. To culminate her erotic dreams with a body climax filling her with my love.
These morning explosions are sometimes the most intense because we are between the here and now and the lucidity of where and when.
We 'uuuhhhhh' in unison. We awake in bliss.
After we come to our senses again. We satisfy a different hunger. Yoga...hot. Shower...hot. Breakfast...hot. You prepare and execute each with a song from your lips and a service that is second to none.
Your attention to detail is perfect. Laptop on with emails and news tabbed. My tie and shirt matched. Shoes and sport jacket to my (your) liking. I kiss you and hold you with my hand pressing the small of your back. I gaze into your eyes...thank you BabyGirl.
I have your task list for the day. And we review it step by step to ensure it is not too much or too little. With in it are your allotted times for appointments, chores, personal development, creative works and of course playtime.
Your concentration to our conversation brings a smile to my face as I know you will complete them all today.
As I leave for business you hold my hand to the car. Always touching. A hand, arm, back. It is these simple touches that solidify the closeness of our bond.
The morning from here is focused on the work at hand but not without the periodic text and sext that entices our tingles and keeps us aroused.
As noon draws near our communication becomes more frequent and bold. You flash pictures of your succulent body and I give descriptions of what I will do to you.
"I'm coming home"
You eagerly prepare lunch and your list of checked off tasks. You don't want the home regiment to interfere with the mid day pleasure soon at hand.
The pictures of your poses has driven my mind into a sexual aggression for my girly girl and I have a new focus now...YOU!
No bottoms, sleeveless tank top, knee high socks and high ponytail. I love your simplicity, it exhibits your natural sex appeal and littleone, you are my sex appeal.
With task sheet in hand you present it and yourself to me at the door. You can't help but notice and stare at my hard cock through my pants. Your skin tightens.
I take you by the hand and lead you to the kitchen as I read over what a good girl you have been this morning. With one strong move I hold you arms at your back from behind as my other hand flows from your tummy up to your neck. I let out a deep growling breath into your neck and bite into it. 'Rrrrrrrrrr...you taste delicious BabyGirl, absolutely...deliciousssss"