Don’t Wake Daddy
“Shh,” I soothed. “Open up for me baby.” My wife murmured as she slept, rolling on to her back for me like a good girl. “That’s it,” I said, maneuvering myself on top of her. She blinked sleepily up at me. “Again?” she said with a yawn. I chuckled. “You know I can’t resist giving you a good morning fuck baby.” She smiled and widened her legs as I notched my hips against hers. “Wet for me?” She shrugged, still half asleep, so I reached down and felt her open slit with my fingers. Moist, but not enough to really get a good fuck on. I pulled back and moved down the bed a bit. Making sure I was close enough to hit accurately, I spit on her pussy. My wife moaned at the dirty …