Morning spooning evolved into breast massage, one finger, two, three, each time doing its deed. 'Can we go on?' I asked. She, already spent, said 'if you insist, but for the last time.' Helped turn Her on Her stomach, pillow under tummy. With help of one of our dildos (the bigger one), made the last time of the morning THE best time of the morning. Panting, She just said Her wish aloud: 'Paint my back.' #whoamitodisobey Hands still lubed up from the previous shenanigans, made Her lower back welcoming enough that after some humping I painted Her back with three broad strokes of love and white.

Not a bad morning exercise, too bad it's not a routine 😅