It's 4am. We've been asleep for 3 hours after mind blowing love-making. You're satiated and soundly asleep. You are so sweet when you're asleep. I wake up to go to the bathroom, of course. I'm naked and so are you, asleep on your back.
As I walk back into the room and see you in your beautiful slumber, I am spell-bound. God you are beautiful! I look at you and a flood rushes into me, both sets of lips. I am overtaken with the need to wrap my mouth around the innocence of your flaccid cock. It needs, no, it deserves, the worship I so want to give it.
I am torn. I know you're spent and you have to get up early for work. I shouldn't be so selfish, but I can't help myself. I HAVE to lick you, suck you, nibble you, take you into that other, sometimes forsaken female portal.
I gently lick you, softly, gauging your wakefulness. I don't want to disturb you. I know you have to work, but I am compelled.
I put your soft, but responding cock in my hand. Gently you move, but I don't think you've awakened. I lick and lick and lick. I lick your balls and gently cup them, and then I pull you into my mouth and begin to work my magic on you.
I suck and suck, trying to get you down my throat. I stroke your cock with my mouth and tongue like a hand can. You moan and move a little. I slow movement. I don't want to bother you. I know you need to sleep, but I CAN'T stop! I'm sorry. I'm not usually this selfish or demanding.