Ash awoke to a lonely bed, finding Salihah curled up on a papasan chair in the far corner typing away on her laptop. “Good morning,” as soon as she saw he was awake she closed the laptop and set it down, rising and peeling the covers down to his ankles. Despite the fact that his cock swelled nearly to full size, Ash rolled onto his stomach and so she climbed into bed and knelt over him.
Ash liked to awaken to a gentle caress, the contrast of the cool air and Salihah’s warm hands. He liked to be gradually brought from sleep, to relaxation, to the waking world, and there was no better way than to have Saliha’s hands running across his body.