Right after I kiss my husband he teases me asking if I'm interested in another doing or too spent. I then feel him drop his hands on my quads. I let them jiggle unrestrained as I was feeling a bit spent.

"I'd love another round, but right now I think I'm too spent. Care to cuddle instead?" I ask lovingly.

He gives me a loving smile and turns a bit to get into a better position to cuddle all while still firmly holding my outer thigh. Making  my already tired thigh jiggle nearly uncontrollably.

I can feel a new tent forming but try to ignore it unless he brings it to attention.

Surprisingly he doesn't make a move telling me he doesn't mind if I ignore it...unless I want to enjoy it as he is content.

"I think I'd just love to cuddle for a while more as I've never been more comfortable or content as I am right now in your arms." I reply as lovingly as possible feeling the possibility of impending tears nearing.

I feel him slowly caressing my thighs and abs I can't help but feel so comfortable I feel myself drifting off to sleep, but not before I mutter a half awake "I love you."

Before I know it I am waking up the next morning to the feeling of my husband patting and shaking my thighs. I lovingly leave them unrestrained for his pleasure. He then informs me that breakfast is ready, unless I'd rather have a love making session first.

"How about we go eat first...I mean we had so much "fun" yesterday I'm famished." I say thankful he made breakfast.