Morning sex

The musky scent of what we had done hung thick in the air, filling the entire room with our combined ensence like a phenomenal inducing aphrodisiac. Through my closed eyelids, the morning sun was starting to filter in from the curtains when l tried to roll myself around and noticed that l couldn't.

His arm was draped across my stomach as we lay on our sides, attached together and naked. My entire back ached like no other along with my extremely swollen breasts. It was pressing in my back. Honestly l couldn't move a single muscle from yesterday's sex . I felt like I have been ran over by a bulldozer and then had a wrenkig ball dropped on me.

Last night l could barely close my thighs because it felt extremely sensitive to the touch, rawer than anything. I don't remember how many rounds l had with him, l lost track of it. When I told him to sleep, he didn't, l was later shocked when he gripped my one leg then slowly started to fuck me.

As soon as that happened, l realized it late that he