Surrender?

I feel his hand brush across my nipple and even in sleep, I respond. He circles my nipples lightly with his fingers before moving south and tickling the thin cotton fabric separating his hand from my burning pussy. I whimper and stretch, opening my legs in a move that suggests I am still asleep and don't know what is going on. The clandestine move is one I am sure he doesn't fall for but I don't know if he intends to continue, after waving the white flag just a few hours earlier.

And then I realize it IS the next day and I smile as he leans into me, his hard cock brushing my hip. I wriggle away from him and bending in half, take his cock deep into my mouth.

I let him fuck my face urgently before pulling me by the hair, off his cock. I protest because it's so good and I would gladly finish him this way. He is having none of it as he yanks my panties off and throws my leg over his shoulder in a twisted frenzy.

He fucks me to an all-too-noisy-middle-of-the-night orgasm.

The clock across the room shines 1:30 AM. I'm so glad he also looks at any time after midnight as a new day.


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