In the morning Marsha was woken by the sound of birdsong outside her window and the pale sunlight shining through the trees dappled on her cheek. For a moment she lay wondering if the events of last night had been a dream. She turned onto her side and grinned as she saw Jonathan lying on his stomach, still asleep. His dark hair was tousled against the pillow and as she ran her eyes down his body, over the broad shoulders and tanned back, she allowed herself another little smile. The thin sheet was pulled across his buttocks and one leg, the other leg was bent and visible on the other side of the material. Marsha rolled closer to her lover and gently placed a hand on his hip. He didn’t stir, not even as she slid the hand under the sheet and stroked his buttocks. She carefully raised the sheet and peeked underneath, the rise of the muscles on his ass felt like sculpted marble to her touch. Feeling mischievous she slipped her hand lower and in between his legs, cupping the warm furry sac in her fingers before gently rolling the balls inside between fingers and thumb, at this Jonathan stirred but as Marsha watched his eyes remained closed. Now her hand moved up under his stomach searching for his manhood, as she found her goal she felt it move and twitch slightly, taking hold of the base she started to slowly massage the warm length of flesh, with each stroke she could feel it growing in her hand, swelling under her touch, pressing her fingers into the bed.
“Good morning, babe” the deep voice took her by surprise. “What have you got planned for breakfast” he said, a broad grin spreading across his handsome features.

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