I woke up to a cool feeling on my face. My girlfriend had a wet washcloth and was cleaning her juices off of my face and hands. I marveled in the way her breasts moved as she gently wiped my face. She giggled as I ran my fingers across her nipples and down to her belly button.
"I want you baby. My strap didn't get to play last time." I give her that look, those dreamy glazed-over bedroom eyes. She looks at me as a fresh blush creeps over her cheeks, neck and chest. She turns around and undoes my zipper so she could pull down my pants and boxers. I kick them off the end of the bed along with my shoes and socks.
She gets off the bed and takes the used washcloth into the bathroom. She climbs back onto the bed and straddles me. She leans down to kiss me and I meet her half way. She laces her fingers with mine and holds my hands down. We kiss softly, parting our lips and playfully rub our tongues together. I can feel my clit tingle and her warm pussy against my stomach. She gently sucks on my tongue and I moan. She releases my tongue and I lay my head back down on the pillow.
Pinning my hands down at my sides, she begins sliding her slick pussy back and forth across my stomach, leaving a trail of her juices on me. This turns me on to no end and I can feel her bump against my strap on every back movement.
"Put your knees up baby." I do as she says and she leans back, resting her shoulders against my thighs. "Don't touch, just watch." She lets go of my hands and I watch her carefully.