The Cum-Fort Zone (The Beginning)
A soft sigh of a woman waking up filled the room with its delicateness. Her body was tingling in that familiar way it does when she felt particularly sluttish. Her long creamy torso stretched out. Her fingers curled into her palms above her head. Long red waves of hair splayed over the pillow. Her naturally red lips were swollen and puffy from her own nibbling and sucking from her deep erotic dreams. The swells of her full breasts pushed up as she arched her back. The dark pink of her aureoles caught the light as her nipples stiffened and protruded against the translucent fabric of her green nightie, trying to reach out and kiss the crisp morning air. Her flat creamy belly quivered as she took each breath in and out, a dip forming allowing …