Early morning, searching for her body in the sheets. Soft satin draped over our naked bodies. I find her soft skin. My fingers trace over my thighs. Faced away from me, I scratch down her back and grab at her thighs. Her head tilts back, and I move my arm around her throat.
Pulling her in gently, I make my way down between her legs with my hands pressed strongly against her body.
She moans for me.
She takes a big breath in and slowly moves her thighs apart. She allows me to fully take her body over.
Arching her back against me, I can feel how wet she is.
"Good dream?" I whisper. She moans.
I continue to hold her throat with my forearm and begin massaging her plump pussyfolds. Her clitter immediately hits rock hard. I moved my fingers side to side over her with ever-changing amounts of pressure to build a tingling amount of tension on her.
I make my way to her. Pressing one finger at first to fully saturate her before pushing in a second.
She is so tight this morning. My fingers move their way into her, feeling all of her favorite spots. Putting pressure on that ridge that makes her moan. Then I moved my fingers out to play with her clitter again.
I love the way I can tease her pussycat, and her whole body moves as if it is begging for it. I make sure to edge her.
Hard.
I build her up.