The warm rays of the sun alerted Birdie to the fact that it was morning and she was as naked as the day she was born inside of the green house in Hunter’s arms. She moved carefully not to wake him up, but her body was stiff and sore. Not only was her body sore, it was also sticky, especially around her breasts and p***y.
She tried to move again and winced.
“Oh f**k!” she moaned and rolled her shoulders back over and over and roused Hunter from his sleep.
Hunter moaned and pulled her body back into his embrace. It was morning and he was experiencing what most men naturally go through, a morning erection.
“Hunter,” she called in a complaining tone as she tried hard to squeeze herself out of his arms. “Wake up you big oaf.”
Her struggles did nothing but ensure that her lower body, spec
