After (The end)

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Info - morning sex, needy Timmy, lots of praise, shower sex, cock warming, short refractory period, unprotected sex

"Baby, wake up," Timothée was shaking me.

"Wh-what?" I asked groggily.

"I want you," he whispered.

"I'm right here," I said through my sleepy haze.

"No, like I WANT you," he said. "I know it sounds dirty and needy, but I just looked at you and knew I needed to have you. You're so beautiful, I know you're always self conscious about how you look in the morning, but trust me, you're stunning."

"Aww, Timmy," I said. "Let me brush my teeth."

"No, no, I want you pure and raw and now," he begged.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive," he nodded. I let him take my sleep shirt off and my panties. He pushed into me and sighed.

"I love you," he sighed. "I love you so much."

"I love you too," I told him.

"You make me feel so warm," he said and began to pump in and out of me. He kissed me languidly and felt up my body slowly. He felt my arms, the expanse of my neck and then held my face. He continued the steady rhythm of his hips.

Now he reached down and massaged my breasts. Then his hands were flat on my stomach. Finally, he was rubbing as much of my legs as he could.

"Sweetness, I'm so obsessed with you. I want you forever," he said, staring into my eyes.

"You'll have me forever, you have all of me," I swore to him.

"I am yours," he said seriously. "Completely yours."

"Ohhhh, you feel so good," he moaned. "It never gets old. It never does."

"I know, I never get tired of you," I giggled.

"Oh that laugh," he swore and he began to cum. I felt myself shatter around him. I was panting and saying his name over and over.

"Oh that was lovely," he said as he pulled out.

"Let's shower," I offered. We got in the shower after brushing our teeth. Soon we were under the warm spray.

"Is it bad?" Timothée whispered in my ear, pulling me against him harshly.

"That I want you again already?"

"No, I want you always," I said. He pushed inside me.

"I can still feel my other load," he chuckled.

"Yes well I don't think it's even been ten minutes. I'm a lucky gal that your refractory period is so short."

"I'm lucky that I have a girl that gets me excited so easily and quickly," he said.

"Mmm, I love you," I said. He was pumping into me fast. I felt so good. I whimpered and he moaned.

"So good," he gasped and kissed me. Then his hands were all over my tits. Brushing my nipples, squeezing my boobs, kneading and massaging like his life depended on it.

"Darling, how can you feel this good?"

"It's just me," I smiled.

"That smile does things to me, crazy sexual things," he purred.

"Your smile does the same to me, and your dorky laugh," I said and kissed his shoulder.

"My laugh is sophisticated," he said pompously but I knew it was all show.

"I just can't get enough of you Timmy. Promise me, you'll never ever leave," I begged Hmm.

"Never in all eternity, and in whatever is after this I'll find you there too," he said. His promise made my crescendo hit. I moaned his name as I squeezed him. He came as well, filling me with love.

"Can I stay inside you while we wash each other's hair?" He asked me.

"That gotta be one of the best ideas you've ever had," I sighed happily.

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