Slow, soft footsteps slip into the bedroom darkness, on a night the moon refuses to shine. My body gently bumps into the wall, into the bedroom furniture, a short trip over the brown throw rug, bruising more than my alter ego. Outstretched arms finally guided me to the edge of the bed,
While on bended knees, I recited my prayers, then pulled back the bed covers. As my body slipped beneath the covers’ darkness, it encountered a halo of sweet fragrance hovering above her form. My smile faded as my mind replayed her last words: "Do not wake me—period." I slipped into the darkness of the covers, then exhaled with frustration.
Eyes closed, but soon opened after a gentle bump of our romps had a head-on collision. Her bare flesh softness sank into mine; its round, taut shape became vivid in my mind as its radiant heat transferred into my flesh. Causing my sleeping demise to rise. My body gingerly slid into the darkness between the bed sheets.
Fingertips glided softly over her bare flesh. They roamed slowly and gently over her shoulders, then traced down the curve of her spine. Followed the deep crease of her firm, round buttocks, then slipped gently past swollen lips. They hesitated, then entered the intimate darkness of her body, wet, divine
Fingers moved slowly, up and down, in and out, exploring the softness within. Folds swelled as her nectar drip passed her vulva, swollen lips, while fingertips repeatedly slipped gingerly in and out her soft darkness.
My heart raced; my demise became hard as steel, but her last words entered my mind, "Do not wake me - Period!"
Hands trembled as my demise was guided towards the slit between her legs. Lungs inhaled deeply as my demise slipped into the darkness between her tights
Careful not to wake her, I eased my demise inside her intimate space with slow, gradual movement into its warmth.
After a calming breath, I made another gradual movement of my demise, entering it deeper into the darkness of her womb. When it reached the darkest space of her depths, a light feminine moan escaped into the air.
Hips smoothly rotated quicker; they thrust deeper and harder. Her petite body tensed tight, then shook and trembled in an orgasmic moment. After her last body shiver eased through her extremities, her body fell into a deep relaxed state.
Next to our bed was a baby crib, where a loud baby cry startled my mind, instantly opening my wife's caramel-colored eyes wide, denying my demise its wet, tight sleeping prize.
After all my hard effort, I have been caught, slippin' into the darkness of my wife's most intimate spot.
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