"Mmmm... I'll give you an hour to stop that," she giggles. "Ooo! Or don't ever stop," she purrs as my tongue strays to her outer labia and I slide my left hand up to cup her breast. "You really know how to say good morning but I haven't showered since... um... everything last night," she says, pushing my head away and starting to sit up.

"Doesn't matter," I retort, removing her hand from my head and lowering my mouth back to her succulent pussy.

"If you say so," Lauren stops arguing and moves her arms up over her head, arching her back in a sexy morning stretch. My palm returns...