T.W Somnophilia
Dashawn
Normally I despise Sunday’s, but not this Sunday. Waking up with Samantha in my arms made this Sunday f*cking fantastic. She was so warm, and she smelled so good. My hard c*ck was nestled between her beautiful plump a*s cheeks. I couldn’t help grinding myself against her. My left hand c*pped her right br*ast, and I kneaded it as I inhaled the scent of her hair. I was in f*cking heaven.
I really shocked her yesterday. I want her to know how I feel. That way she can think about it this week while at work. I needed to make sure she stopped her lunch with Mike. That f*cker needs to back off.
She lets out a sleepy moan and I smile. She’s still in dreamland as she pushes back on me. I didn’t realize she slept so hard. Saturday morning I was up early to t
