India woke up to the feeling of her boyfriend's soft morning wood grinding against her sensitive inner thigh. She moaned and opened her eyes, finding him gazing down at her with a mixture of lust and affection. "Morning," she whispered, her voice still groggy from sleep.
He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue probing her mouth eagerly. She could taste the remnants of their passionate lovemaking from last night on his lips. As they broke apart for air, he began trailing kisses down her jawline, towards her neck.
India arched her back, exposing the delicate skin of her throat. His stubble sharp against her soft skin. "Mmm, that feels so good," she moaned. His lips and tongue worked their magic, sending shivers of pleasure through her body.
His hand snaked between their bodies until it rested on her bare bottom.
