Sometimes M'Lady wakes me in the most delightful way.
I awake from my dreams of the night before, to your soft lips on mine tasting so sweet. My arms go around you and pull you close, while our lips and tongues taste each other. Your hand drifts down to find me rising, a grin crosses your face as you softly grasp. I smile at you and reach for your treasure, but a brush of your hand denies my touch. ‘This morning is for you,’ you whisper so...Read On