

Home with you {part two} You got up earlier than me today. You were already in flow with coffee being made, lowfi hiphop playing, some brunch bacon just out of the oven, when I emerged from our bedroom wearing your favorite dress. The grey one that can be easily pulled down and up simultaneously. That hugs my body perfectly. I whisper good morning and before you say anything I’ve pulled my panties down a bit to the middle of my thick thighs. I lean against the couch and run my hands up my soft body, pulling up the fabric as I do. I jiggle my curves and smile up at you, before turning around and bending over. {more tomorrow}