It was a Saturday morning sometime last September. I woke up a bit earlier than my boyfriend. Looking out the window I saw that fall has arrived. I shivered a bit when I thought about having to go outside into the cold. I looked at the bed, decided to give myself a bit more time, and lay back. I cuddled up to my boyfriend to warm myself up next to his body on this cloudy day. I wanted to make his awakening pleasant, so I started to kiss and lick his body. First his neck, then his chest, his belly, and then I moved even more downwards. Slowly, I planted kisses on his gradually awakening penis and took it in my mouth to really wake it up. I had fun with it for quite a while. When he felt the approaching wave of pleasure, he escaped from between my hot lips. He wanted to lay me on my back, but I didn't let him. I supported myself on my hands, so he slid under me from a side angle, placed his penis against my petals and slowly but firmly penetrated my slippery vagina. This new position surprised me with new sensations. Every now and then I leaned forward a bit to steal a kiss or two. We were facing each other, our bodies were moving in sync, and we enjoyed immersing ourselves in each other. His penis could feel my throbbing vagina and the fire inside more and more intensely, since I was only seconds away from my final ecstasy. Then, all of a sudden, my body tensed and I fell back as I climaxed. At that point he could finally lie on top of me and have me the way he planned to originally. He switched to maximum gear and reached orgasm within minutes... I wasn't cold anymore. The sun was shining -- or at least that's how I felt inside.
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