As the sun began to creep through the curtains, she felt his body stir against her. His warmth enveloped her, and his morning hard-on pressed against her back. Her heart raced, knowing he was awake. She held her breath, waiting for his next move.
When he finally spoke, his voice was thick with desire. "Morning, Mom," he whispered in her ear. She shivered, unable to contain the wave of pleasure that washed over her. His hands skillfully traced their way down her sides, over her hips, and around to caress her ass cheeks. She moaned softly, arching her back to get closer to him.
His cock was rock hard against her, and she couldn't help but grind against it. She turned in his arms, their bodies flush together. She looked into his eyes, and saw the need she felt for him.
