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Sex Hangover You know that feeling you get in the morning after all night fucking? You know.... the one where when you wake up you aren't sure what day it is? The one where you feel completely hungover, but you actually haven't had a drink in over two years. The kind where your nipples hurt not from just the biting, but from being rocked back and forth from behind. The sheets could be 3000 thread count but even your nipples can't survive the fucking you received last night. Your entire body is sore. Your legs ache, your pussy just throbs. A fucking so good it takes a week for your guts to fall back into their respective cavities. You let out a moan and say out loud, "fuck. My everything hurts". "I'm not surprised", he answers back while kissing your ear while whispering. "Did my princess enjoy her funishment?" "So much daddy. I don't think I will be able to sit right for a week", she said while reaching back to feel his hard cock laying against her ass cheeks. "Sit right? SIT RIGHT?! Baby girl, not only are you not going to be able to sit right for a week, you're not even going to SHIT right for a week!" She turned her face to him and blushed. He had said nothing false. Her cheeks flushed with heat, she closed her eyes, burried her face into the mounds of chest hair and whined. "Yes papí! You stuffed my ass so hard last night!". She looked up into his eyes and immediately looked away. His deep stare into her soul made her quiver deep inside her. "Can we do it again tonight?", she asked with the same excitement one gets from getting an ice cream cone on a sweltering summer day. "We will see, darlin'. You going to be a good girl or a bad girl today?" He joked. "Yes." She was always so ornery. He was going to stuff her ass again and she knew it. He loved her right ass. Her pussy was always a sweet treat, but her ass fucking was out of this world. Her daddy would do anything for his princess. ...and she knew it.  |
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Welcome to the blog.s Best to you. You could have titled this post: Elbows down, Ass Up "One Big Sky Covers Us All Equally"
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That's the best kind of hangover!
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Love it. Best thing for a hangover: hair of the dog. Get right back in there 
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