Morning acceptance

“I noticed a bit of a prod around 6:30.” That was me spooning River this morning with my morning erection nestled up under the fuzz of her vulva. “I like being able to do that.” “I would have let you stick it in, but I fell asleep.” Not like being asleep matters. But I shake my head. “Not the right kind?” “Yeah. Sometimes the morning ones are for the right reason, but not that one.”  Fucking with a random morning erection is like fucking just for the sake of fucking.  And it can be hard to come.  “But you make me feel accepted, and that’s important to me.” “It’s nice to be accepted.”

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