It looked like she had woken up first. He did not know exactly where she went before he woke up, but knowing her habit of going straight to the shower...after she had risen from her slumber, he knew where she might be. Letting out a sleepy sigh, he attempted to will himself off the bed but could not do so. He had suddenly found himself too distracted by the extra weight pressing against his legs, the tingling sensation of warmth that came from down there, the suspiciously rising tide of bed. She groans and slips an arm out from under the bedclothes, before curling up into the foetal position in which she normally sleeps. Her movement, however, causes her to touch him, and sensing in her sleep the warmth of his body, she curls herself back into him, and he matches the curl of her body revelling in the touch.They have never worn nightclothes, so the touch of their flesh brings her awake, while he somehow holds back his primal desire to ravage her, to allow her to surface and enjoy. .. Can't be sure..."I love you, Billy"..."Billy?"..."I love you" ... Now the lips are trying to kiss me ... A million lips trying to kiss me ... Can't breathe ... Suffocating ... Something warm in my mouth ... All those lips ... Eyes..."Billy!"..."I love you, Billy..."BILLY!"I wake.The eyes are now two. They ARE green. They ARE crying. Oh, God help me, they are beautiful ... As is the face ... Her face ... Cleopatra? ... Helen of Troy? ... No, none of these are even close ... All the beauty in. She was working on getting to my cock. After my shower I put on sweatpants, so she did not have to work hard. She soon had it out and was stroking my hard cock. She pushed me back and stood for a second and pealed off her panties. She then straddled me and rubbed my cock on her pussy lips. She was soaking and my cock was quickly wet enough for easy entry. She lowered herself with a moan until my cock was all the way in her. We took turns with the work, she would lead for a while, then I would..