She was such a pretty girl when she was sleeping. So soft and pliable, with her eyes closed and her defenses down. Her warm skin under soft sheets called to me and I couldn’t keep my hungry hands away.
Tiny kisses wouldn’t wake her. Neither did the careful parting of her legs. In nothing but a t-shirt, it was easy enough to push up the well worn fabric to her neck and expose everything.
Then feasting on her with my eyes was easy. All her shyness was meaningless. There was no shame, only delicious exposure. Her big tits were all mine, as was the softness of her belly. The naked vulnerable split of her pussy making my mouth water and my cock hard.