In the morning

I feel his hands caressing me as I sleep
I'm think to myself how I love
when he wakes up & fucks me out of my sleep
When traces my neck w/ his tongue I wake up completely
I glaze at the clock its about a quarter til seven
I know if we start now we won't finish til bout eleven
I'm still worn out from the night before
I don't see how he even has the strength to fuck some more
He turns me over & begins kissing me so passionately
I feel my pussy juices are already soaking up the sheets
He starts fingering me til I start breathing uncontrollably
He flips me to the side & starts fucking me slow
Making sweet love to me
Whispering in my ear sweet nothings like "I love you"
In between his deep strokes I manage to moan "I love you 2"
He kissed me on my neck & said "this might hurt a bit"
He started fucking me  hard
But I took it like it wasn't shit
The bed hitting the wall was making some of the pictures shake
& the way my legs trembling you would've thought
It was some type of earthquake taking place
As I had predicted our little ran de vu ended round 11
Sex in the morning gives you one of the best erections