Tristan
It is past midnight by the time we actually get up to make dinner, having spent the past few hours buried deep in Riley. The only reason we are sitting at the table, eating scrambled eggs and bacon instead of the dinner I had planned, was because Riley's stomach growled after our fourth round of getting lost in each other. "Never thought breakfast could taste so good at midnight." Riley says as she moans around another piece of bacon and I am surprised that my c**k still jeers in my boxers after what we had done. It is a miracle the thing still works, but I know with Riley, my c**k will always be ready for another taste of her.
"I will make sure to make this our nightly routine then." I tell her as I stare at her mouth, wondering if it would feel as good as I remember, having tho
