He felt his c**k begin to stiffen as it pressed against her ass. She squirmed slightly and made a small sound, a waking-up sound. He slid his hands up to cup her breasts gently, leaned to plant a soft, dry kiss on her neck, then another. Without opening her eyes, she turned over; he kissed her and in her half-sleep, she responded. He was rigid against her belly. Slowly, she woke. “Mmm—feels like all of you is awake,” she said, stretching sleepily. She reached down to capture his c**k in her hand, to squeeze it. She smiled as he let out a soft moan of delight, then opened her eyes.
“Good morning, slave,” she said, stroking his c**k slowly, feeling the long shaft pulse hotly in her hand.
“Good morning, mistress,” he replied, kissing her again. It was a long, sensual kiss. Finally, she brok
