I woke up with her snuggled up next to me, my arm sore from being curled under her body. I gently move my arm out of the way, trying my best not to wake her up. I peek at the clock, 5 am, perfect. I leave the bed and go straight for the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my cock while thinking “it’s time for my daily worship.”
I get back to bed and slide myself down south under the covers. I hook my arms under her legs and press my tongue on her pussy. I begin licking her lips and tasting her, “Fucking delicious” I whispered to myself. I start gently kissing and biting her inner thighs. She begins to stir, slowly realizing what’s happening. Before she could say anything I go straight for her clit. I’m licking and sucking her clit, soaking up her pussy. I’m eating her out like my life depended on it. I needed this. This is my form of worship and nourishment. My Queen, my Goddess, gracing me with her fruit.