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It's a Sunday afternoon. We've both been lazy today - haven't even showered. After running a few errands, we gave up the ghost on being productive and just came home. You went straight to the bedroom mumbling something... I think I heard the word nap. I don't know - I head into the kitchen to put the dishes away. After a while I make my way into the bedroom and notice a trail of clothes from the bathroom to the bed. Socks, shorts, shirt, even earrings and necklace. The little trail leads to you face down in unmatching bra and panties on the bed. Guess it's laundry day. ;-) I walk over to the foot of the bed and look down on you admiringly. I love to study you. How your blonde hair falls over your face - your nose and lips just barely peeking out. The white slightly tattered bra and gray panties with orange trim. Watching your breath as your back barely rises and falls and your sides expand and contract. So sweetly you lie there, I lean forward and touch my face to your calf. Your skin crunches my beard to my face. It's been a few weeks since I shaved. It's been a couple days since you shaved. Funny how you're the prickly one. I shake my head side to side. My nose rubbing over your muscles and being scratched by your leg. My beard tickled by your flesh. I stop to lift my shirt over my head and drop my shorts. Wearing only my tight pink briefs, I crawl up the bed. My arms and legs on either side of you. I dip my face down and rub my beard as I go. Over the crook of the back of your knee, over your hamstring, my nose hits the fold of your tush, I can't help but take a big gentle bite... I growl lightly. At this, you swat my head and mumble "not now, I'm trying to sleep." I stop alright. My arms ...

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