You roll over in the morning, sun glinting through the blinds only to realize that your legs are meeting some kind of resistance. As your body adjusts to being awake you slowly realize that there’s a heat coming from between your thighs. A slight moan escapes from your lips as you feel my tongue sliding up and down your clit and the pleasure pushes the morning haze from your mind. Hearing your moan I stop for a moment to say,
“Good morning.”
Returning to your pussy, the pressure on your clit forces you to groan and push up against the pillows. Feeling the pressure and heat of my body and face against your throbbing lips, a smile escapes your lips as you moan out,
“Good morning, what’re you doing?”
“Exactly what it looks like.”
Returning to your body I peel back the hood of your clit and apply more pressure eliciting a low moan from your lips. After holding your body down for several more minutes you groan out the phrase that I love to hear, “don’t stop.”