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I awoke early, it must have been around five or six in the morning. Her head was on my chest, I guess we both just passed out cuddling, her listening to my heartbeat after a hectic and seeing each other for the first time in what felt like forever. I placed a soft sweet kiss on her forehead and she snuggled close, I tightened my arms around her a little bit more and started to drift back to sleep as slowly opened her eyes’ looking up and kissing my neck and chin, smiling up at me. I smiled back at her softly.

‘Good morning beautiful,’ I said as she straddled me, moving her hips gently against mine. She grinned back and licked her lips slowly as a soft moan escaped her lips.

‘Good morning hunny bunny, I missed you.’

‘I missed you too,’ I replied as I grabbed her hips, squeezing them softly and sat up with her, burying my face in her neck and kissing up and down, licking her soft skin. She let out another soft moan.

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