When I awakened a few hours later, Tanya was not in the bed. It was only 9 am. I found her sitting on the couch drinking out of a pint of whiskey.
“Jesus, you start early.”
“I always wake up at 6 am and I get up.”
“I always get up at noon. We’re going to have a problem.”
Tanya hit the whiskey and I went back to bed. Rising at 6 am was insanity. Her nerves must be shot. No wonder she didn’t weigh anything.
She walked in. “I’m going for a walk.” “O.K.”
I went back to sleep.
When I next awakened Tanya was on top of me. My cock was hard and buried into her cunt. She was riding me again. She threw back her head, arched her body back. She was doing all the work. She gave little gasps of delight and the gasps kept getting closer and closer. I also began making sounds. They got louder. I could feel myself approaching. I was right there. Then it happened. It was a good long hard climax. Then Tanya climbed off. I was still hard. Tanya put her head down there and while looking into my eyes she began to tongue the sperm off the head of my cock. She was some scullery maid.
She got up and went to the bathroom. I could hear the bath water running. It was only 10:15 am. I went back to sleep.
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