I love Sundays. I can have a lovely long lie and in generally take it easy. Trouble is, more often than not, I wake up with the serious horn and toady was I was eager to do something about it.

With my boyfriend snoring away next to me, I had a leisurely frig, which was good but not enough to satisfy my need. I was time to wake up sleeping beauty, in a way that would ensure I got what I wanted.

I licked and nibbled his cock to hardness, taking my time at licking and sucking his balls. His cock was throbbing by the time I’d finished and so was my juicy little cunt. I couldn’t wait, straddling him and sliding my soaking purse straight down his throbbing meat.

I rode him hard, squeezing my cunt muscles tightly around his dick as I came screaming so loud the neighbours were sure to hear me.

Next Sunday he’s working, so when I wake up with the horn, I’m not going to have anybody to sort me out.

Or maybe I will……..