Lo and I got into bed. “I’ve had a hard day,” she whispered into my ear. “Give it to me hard and make it all go away.” Her legs were spread in a V shape. I got between them. Due to pure exhaustion, I gave her the ole missionary in-and-out; quick, simple, direct, to-the-point. She came. We both slept — she soundly; I rock hard.
In the a.m., I woke up to the sight, sound, and feel of her worshiping my massive morning erection. Her fingers were gently gliding up and down its length as she stared at it, her tongue licking her lips and occasionally licking its tip.
I wasted no time. After gaining consciousness, I pushed her over on her back and slid in effortlessly. She came within seconds, again. I was on the verge of cumming myself and I pulled out. I sat back, kneeling in front of her. I held my member in my hands.
“That’s it, Daddio,” she encouraged, “jack it. I want to see you cum.”
I was determined to keep things under control, but then she slid her sexy little foot up and down my rod and got her lovely little toes wrapped around its girth. There was no turning back. I ejaculated all over her foot and toes as she squealed with delight.
“Now, don’t you feel better?” she asked.