I returned to the present when I heard the water stop running in the bathroom. He came back to the bedroom and began his morning exercises. Since living together for the past 3 year each morning he would perform his exercises in the nude. He knows I like watching and modified some of his exercises to provide me with different sexy views. He does his push ups with his feet spread about a foot apart so I can let my eyes roam the inside of his legs to his beautiful tool. I like the shape and roundness of his firm ass as he sometimes clenches his butt muscles. His ass must look like that when he cums and shoots his hot juice inside me. I imagine lying beneath him with spread legs feeling the sensation of his thrusts. I love the way he supports himself so his chest is lightly resting of the mounds of my breast, never trying to crush me with his weight because of his urgent needs. Some days I would wake up and spread my legs apart and rub myself making him grow hard. It makes me very excite watching him move with an erection. Other days like today I would pretend to sleep and watch his soft or semi hard member move with the motion of his nude body. He always does his sit ups last and whispers softly “babe do you want to help?” I say yes and sit on his legs where he directs me. I admire his body as he lies out on the floor and my eyes roam from his thighs, his soft tasty balls, across my orgasm machine, and over his torso. Each time he sits up he twists at the waist and touches his elbow to my opposite nipple.

My thought drift back several months ago when watching a video we decided we could make our own video starring us. We planned it out and took 3 days filming it with 2 camcorders. I remember now that after completing your sit-ups we did that one shot. You stood up while I knelt in front of you. I remember what you told me to do that day to get the picture you wanted. I was massaging your leg and running my hand over your ass while I took you in my mouth. When you gave me the signal, I remember gripping your ass and sliding your penis out until only the tip of the head was resting on the tip of my tongue. With my other hand I stroked you until you moaned and your seed split out onto my tongue. I could feel its warmth as it pooled there. When I couldn’t take it any more. I swallowed and could feel its warmth as it slid down my throat. I continued to milk it until you had run dry.