Chapter 8

I wake again when I feel him stretching against me, and it's light out. I panic again and slap the clock. 6:30 AM, Sunday, 2/13/11.   Whew, everything's ok. Oh my God, no it's not! It's wonderful!! This is the best I've ever felt in my life! He's soft and warm and I'm so in ... this is just where I want to be!     His arms have tightened around me, and my face is about two inches from his. I smile and open my eyes again and lick his nose. He gasps then slides one hand over my ass, pulling me hard against him, and crushes my lips with his.   I get it, he's already halfway hard, and there's no doubt what he has in mind. I grind against him, wondering if it's possible there is any better way to wake up, and when he feels my pussy slide over his cock he's like iron in an instant.   We rock together, and my pussy is wet in seconds, my hips rolling. His hand slides down and strokes my pussy, but when he feels how wet I am he grasps his cock and just presses it against me. Mmmmmm, I can't bel