As I climb into bed, she’s lying down in just a white T-shirt with no bottoms on. My eyes wander over her waist and ass and instantly, I want her.
I snuggle up next to her, sneaking one arm under her T-shirt, feeling the softness of her breasts while kissing her neck.
I’m not feeling it today babe, she counters, maybe in the morning. I kiss her forehead and invite her to lie on my chest while my raging hard on persists.
Normally I can just go to sleep and wait for a morning romp but my unruly cock needed a rub out tonight and it couldn’t wait.
“Oh, go on” she purrs sleepily as she I announced my intention to empty my horny frustrations. So she’s cradled in my arm, while my free arm, opens the bedside drawer for lube and goes to work.
My cock is now slathered in lube, as I lay my head back on the pillow and stroke myself, slowly, the slurping sounds of wetness interrupting the silence. My eyes are half closed as my hands slide all the way up the shaft, and I enveloping my throbbing dick in its grip with a small circular motion when I get to the head and back down again.