Morning of event

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I am woken up from my peaceful slumber by the blaring of my alarm, that I snooze at least two more times. I finally force myself out of the bed, and head to the bathroom. Lifting the toilet seat, I sit and free my bladder before it decides to combust. The pee is trickling out ever so slowly which means my bladder was beyond full. I push a little to help it come out quicker, so I can hurry up and get off this toilet. I wipe, flush, then turn on the shower and get in, as the warm water runs down my body waking me up completely. I lean my head back into the water, allowing it to become saturated, then run my fingers through it to untangle it. In it’s wet state it reaches just below my shoulder blades, which I don’t like, but since I rarely wear it straight it doesn’t bother me. When dry my coils reach just to my neck, which is tolerable. Once it’s detangled, I grab my shampoo, and wash it twice, before putting in my deep conditioner. I like to let that sit in my hair, so I grab my toothbrush, brush my teeth, and wash my body. I notice little stubble growing from my legs, and shave them, my pits and p***y. Once done I tilt my head back into the water letting it rinse out my conditioner. Once it feels like it’s all out I grab my Uncle Funky’s Daughter gel, running it through my hair to lock my coils in there natural state. Once done, I wash and rinse my body once more before grabbing my towel and getting out of the shower. As I’m drying off, I bend over facing the sink to dry off my legs. I fill something hard push against my ass, and I say good morning My Love!!! “Good morning babe”. He grabs the lotion and starts rubbing it on my back, ass, back of my thighs, and reaches around to lotion my inner thighs and p***y, where he paused. “Babe you shaved”, as he grabs it pulling me flush against him. Looking at each other through the mirror, I smile, as he kisses my neck and cheek. “You ready to eat”, I ask him. “Yes”! He lets me go and goes to the toilet to empty his bladder, shake off the few droplets left, and turn on the shower. While he is in the shower, I finish rubbing my body down with the lotion and go into the kitchen. Yes I’m still naked, and no I’m not putting anything on until I have to. Clothes and I just don’t mesh, because they make me feel constricted, and I’ve been this way since I was a child. I absolutely never wear a bra, and if people ask, my answer is always the same. What is the purpose, I have nothing to put into a bra anyway. I only wear panties when it’s that time of the month. I never wear anything that touches my armpits, because when I sweat and my clothes stick and rub against me, it makes me so uncomfortable, and you will never catch me in a turtle neck. That makes me feel like I’m being choked, and it becomes hard for me to breath. So yea, any opportunity to not wear clothes, I’m taking it. I open the freezer, grab my frozen fruit for or morning smoothie, and throw it in the blender with some juice. I poor us each a glass, when it’s done. I open the fridge taking out the eggs bacon and sausage, open the cabinet taking out the grits and pancake mix, and start or breakfast. When my husband is done with his shower, he enters the kitchen smelling so good, and grabs his smoothie, drinking it up. Unlike me, he is dressed. He comes behind me grabbing me by the waist, with his cold hand, and kisses my cheek with his cold lips. I jump from him placing his cold hand on me, and of course he laughs, because he did it on purpose. I give him a glare, and tell him he’s going to be making his own breakfast if he keeps it up. He immediately lets me go, and puts his hands up. We both laugh as he walks away from me to the table. “What are you wearing tonight”, he ask. I’m not sure yet, I’ll look after breakfast. He ask so he can coordinate his colors with what I choose to wear. Although we never wear matching outfits, we always wear similar or the same colors. It’s just something he has always done since we got together. I finish breakfast, put the food on our plates, and we eat and talk about what we need to get done before tonight, which isn’t a whole lot. When were done he grabs our plates and cups, taking them to the sink and begins washing them. I walk up behind him placing my head on his back and my hands around his waist, sliding my hand down, and grab his d**k, giving it a little rub, then I walk away. I just like grabbing it from time to time. I enter our bedroom, and go into our closet to find something to wear for right now and tonight. I grab my shorts romper to put on for now, and bend over to put my legs into the shorts to pull them up. As I’m bent over I fill my husband smack his d**k on my ass, then rub it against my center. “So wet”, he says as he slides into me ever so slowly. “Ahhhhhh” is the sound he makes once he has pushed himself all the way in. “So tight”, as he begins his slow thrust, which soon picks up speed, as I meet him thrust for thrust with my hands against the wall, and his hands gripping my waist. The only sounds being heard is or skin smacking together, along with my moans and his groans, and we come together, my walls clenching around him, and fill him release inside me, as his thrust eventually begin to slow to a stop. He holds us in place for a minute before he slowly slides out of me. Turning me around and smashing his lips against mine, before saying “I love You Babe!!!”. He goes to the sink while I go to the toilet, to let his semen slide out of me, and pee. He washes himself, then me, and drys us off. I go back to the closet to finish getting dressed, and figure out what to wear for the event tonight.
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