Saturday Morning Seduction: A Man's Passion Ignited by a Gorgeous Woman When Mike woke up he woke to Zoë’s slumbering form, her head settled gently on his chest. He felt his flaccid cock sticking to his sack, still rubbing against Zoë’s sweet pussy lips, heard her sigh contentedly and soon felt sleep retaking him. He woke up, fully and finally, finding himself spooning Zoë. His hands were placed on her belly and her inner thigh, his penis pressing against her ass and her hair and neck in his face. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of hazelnut and peach. He sighed and simply lay there, waiting for her to wake up. He didn’t have to wait long. Once he was awake his cock became aware of its placement, beginning to rise and press its way in between her thighs. It stopped at its full length, the head resting on her outer lips throbbing. She began to stir not soon after, Mike pulling his cock from between her thighs as she rolled over and faced him in her sleep. As he looked at her face, a few strands of that dark chocolate hair draped over her eyes and lips, Mike smiled. He wanted to have her again, and again and again and again. Somewhere deep, though he didn’t recognize it, he felt love stir for this woman. And what a woman she was! Mike looked at the clock, its hands lethargically reading nine thirty on Saturday. He didn’t look up at again for some time, getting lost in Zoë’s flushed face. He contented himself once or twice to rub his cock against her lips, causing her to moan and stir. Once, not wanting to wake her but desperate for attention, he pushed the head of his cock inside of her, and began to fuck her. However the second he did this she stirred, moaning louder and fluttering her eyes. He quickly pulled out and sighed, content but unsatisfied. Finally she woke, looking sleepily into Mike’s eyes and smiling widely. “Good morning race horse… …but everything was about to change
