Info - mentioning sex, legs weak from sex, massaging pussy
"Wake up sexy," I said, kissing my boyfriend. He groaned and rubbed his eyes. I tripped getting out of bed, my body sore.
"Hmmm," Timothée was smirking at me from where I sat sprawled and naked on the floor.
"Five rounds too many for you now? Because that's definitely not what you said last night," he chuckled.
"I stand by my previous statement," I said cooly. I grabbed the reason 5 rounds had been necessary. I slipped on his Gorillaz tshirt. When I looked back his eyes were the size of dinner plates.
"Fuck you were right, that shirt does ooze sex appeal," he said, getting up and coming over to me. He was also naked.
"See, don't doubt me," I giggle. He began to massage my cunt.
"I'm going to need another round before breakfast, I'm not watching you cook with a major hard on, that might get dangerous fast."
"Shower sex?" I asked.
"No, I want the shirt to stay on," he replied.