Jeff snored in a disrupting rumble that brought her eyes to open to the daylight in his room. Anna closed them back before another grumbling hot breath hit the back of her neck. She laid there for a moment and counted his snores, each a little different with vibrations that forced her awake.
Anna groaned and flipped onto her side. Despite the grotesque sounds he made, she dreamily watched his stunning sleeping form. With her fingers, she traced over his hard chest. It rose and fell with deep breaths, and then he roared with another snore.
"Why is you so loud?" Anna giggled and pinched his nose, "Wake up, sleepy."
Jeff stirred, shaking off her tease,"Stop," he waved, "It."
Tempted to touch, Anna returned to trace a finger over his nipples. He nudged her hand and she started a trail down his stomach. His hairy belly shook with another light snore that made her giggle.
"Shut up," he breathed.
"I didn't say nothing," Anna giggled, playfully walking her tiny fingers down to his crotch. Before she reached it he caught her wrist.
"What were you about to do? Hit my meat?" Jeff asked with annoyance.
"No. I want to touch it."
Jeff placed her hand at her side, "Touch yourself."
Anna pouted, "Why can't I touch it?"
Jeff closed his eyes and ignored her. Being ignored and denied only made her brattier, and she dropped back to cop a feel.
"I said, stop. Damn." He bitched, draping his arm over his stomach, "He's sleeping and I am trying to sleep."
Anna looked to see his cock slowly waking from limp mode, and smirked, "He's not sleepy."
Unable to control herself, she rubbed his chest again and watched his dick grow to peak inside his boxers. He was on the verge of bursting from the polyester fabric, and she needed to feel his warm cock on her cold fingers.
"Daddy," she whispered.
"Shut up, and go...." Jeff opened his eyes as her icy fingers gripped his junk with possession, "What part of No, don't you understand?"
He grasped her wrist and she pulled back deepening her frown.
"Lemme touch it."
"Ask nicely."
"Can I touch it? Pwease..."
"Cute. But still No."
Jeff had a mental heads up, knowing what her next move would be, and hurried his palm down to protect his cock from her hit. Her tiny fist came down harder than expected, aching his large hand. His eyes widened at her audacity while her brows wrinkled at not getting her way at the crack of dawn.
"You were going to hit my dick that goddamn hard, you dumb whore?"
"You're a dumb whore." Anna pinched his hair-rimmed nipples.
Jeff rushed up and pinned her to the headboard. She squealed from his playful attack on her neck. He harshly sucked on her sensitive spot.
"Stop."
"You Stop. Stop trying to touch my cock, you greedy slut."
"Uhm, Lemme touch." Anna reached to grab his cock but, in her position, only managed to touch his hairy pubis, "Lemme Touch!"
Her hair fell In waves across his face, and he spit out a few strands that got into his mouth. He shoved her up and back as she struggled free from his tug on her arm.
Jeff laughed, pushing her up as she fought for his cock, "Get off me, you crazy bitch."
"Lemme touch your dick!" Anna growled in a high-pitched demand.
Jeff didn't expect her other hand to sear across his bearded jaw. When it did, he shot up, quickly pinning her down into the sheets. He had Intentions of mounting her, but she fought his advantage with her feet and lightly kicked his hard-on.
Now sleepy and highly annoyed, Jeff had the early morning struggle of keeping her thick, short stems and tiny arms from beating the hangover out of him. He used his body as leverage and fell against her petite frame.
"Goddamn, girl," he huffed," How do you have so much energy in the morning?"
"Lemme touch it. It's mine; I own it."
"I'm bout to own your ass," Jeff laughed, wrapping her up in a ball, "Did you not get enough last night?"
"I Just wanna touch it. You are making things difficult," she smiled and tried lifting her arms from his hold, "Lemme touch."
"Fuck no."
Anna stuck her tongue out.
"You are out of fucking control. Do You need another Anal Lesson," Jeff grabbed the back of her legs, positioning them up to her chest.
"No. NO!" Anna hurried out of his arms when she felt his tip push against her asshole.
"Get your ass back here, bratty bitch," Jeff ordered.
With a laugh, Anna rolled over until she was off the bed and safe. Her asshole was sore from playing all night. His cock had worked her over. She had achieved more orgasms than she could count, all in different vibrations.
Even Jeff had recognized he had taken advantage of her poor hole. He was sure to soothe her with a bath and sweet cuddles before bed. Now it was morning, and her brattiness was back with vigor like his cock.
"Come on," Jeff leaped from the bed, taking his cock out to stroke, "You wanted to touch it. You can touch it before I stick it in."
"No, it is sore."
"I don't give a damn. I deserve it. You wouldn't let me sleep in." Jeff paused his stroke to rub his chest. "What the hell were you doing with my nipples while I was asleep?"
"I won't playing with your hairy nasty nipples."
"I have nice nipples, thank you very much."
Anna pushed her head into a tight cropped shirt and grabbed her panties off the floor.
"Where are you going so early?"
"I've gotta go to school."
"You lying bitch. It's Saturday. Get back In bed," Jeff patted the sheets.
"Nooo, I'm going to the gym." Anna smiled, jumping up into tight spandex shorts. Her plump pussy made a print that he found delicious. Her hair was messy and fell in waves across her bare shoulders.
"You're not wearing that," Jeff licked his lips, "Who are you going to the gym with?"
"Nobody. Just me." Anna shrugged, "I have to lose weight."
"Why?"
"'Cause I want to be like...." Anna smoothed her hand over her stomach and tucked it back into her ribcage, "I want to look like this."
"Stop that shit," he pushed her back, "You look stupid. You're fine the way you are."
"I want Abs."
"That'll never happen," Jeff chuckled, "You're a fat girl, baby. Just accept it. You acually ought to eat more so you can get some bigger tits to go with that fat ass."
Anna looked at him uncertainly, "I'm not sure if that's a compliment or if you're being a hater."
"I'm not a hater," he clarified, stepping to her curvy body, "You're the one that said you were fat."
"I said I needed to lose weight, you moron."
"I can't remember what you said. Too busy looking at that fat pussy," Jeff inched closer until she bumped into the television.
Anna grabbed her camel toe hiding it from his primal watch, "Stop looking at my pussy."
"That fat pussy belongs to me. Turn your big ass around so I can stick my cock in it."
