"Fuck your good girl, Leo!" she exclaimed in the middle of our morning session.
It was one of those mornings we have occasionally where I wake up and roll over to hold Marcie. We started kissing and it didn't take long until we were in that position. She climbed on top of me and slid me inside her. It was after we found the rhythm that she said that. By that time, my hands were gripping her hips as I watched her face. Her eyes were closed. Her smile was wide as we breathed.
I then rolled us over, so she was laying on her back, and I was able to pound my love into her. I saw her eyes open wide as I kept thrusting into her. Her arms were around my neck while mine were planted on either side of her head.
"Where...do...you...?" I started to ask.
"Fill me, baby," she responded as she started to rub my neck. "Fill your wife."
I felt my cock present the offering at her altar before I leaned down and kissed her. We started kissing tenderly as I slid to the side to hold her. We just remained there for a while, kissing and snuggling.
"That was an interesting start," she said with a giggle.
"Interesting is a great choice of words, Marcie," I answered before another kiss.
"It's just been a while since we started like that first thing in the morning. I wasn't sure how it started."
"Waking up with a beautiful woman, kissing a bunch before she slides on my lap? Kinda difficult to say no in a situation like that, baby,"