It's early Saturday morning, and you're still asleep in bed. We had arrived at the hotel very late last night, both of us exhausted from the long day of traveling. You hear water running, and look beside you to find the bed empty. You raise yourself onto your elbows, and notice the light coming from the bathroom. The water stops, there are a few moments of silence, and then the light goes out as I step into the room. You see my silhouette as I move thru the shadows, stopping at the edge of the bed. You crawl forward onto your stomach, catching the scent of the jasmine soap I used on my skin, and lay there looking up at me. "Aren't you going to kiss me good morning?" I ask.
"Bend down, and I'll kiss you good morning," you reply.
"But those aren't the lips I want you to kiss." I widen my stance so that my legs are apart. You roll over onto your back, and let your head hang slightly off the end of the bed. Moving over, I straddle your head. You stick out your tongue and are amazed at what you find: smooth, freshly shaven skin. You rub your nose and mouth over the skin, loving how smooth it feels. Suddenly, you feel something warm and wet on your cock. Looking down, you see me bent over your body, taking your cock into my mouth and stroking it with my hand. You lift your head up and slide your tongue between the lips of my cunt. I had been thinking about you while I was shaving, and my pussy has gotten wet from the erotic scenes I had been envisioning. You taste my wetness, licking inside, trying to taste more and more. I groan with your cock in my mouth, and you love the feel of the vibrations. I can feel you getting harder and harder, and I increase my efforts.
