She’s does it on purpose. Slips her panties off before getting into bed, knowing I won’t be able to resist when I realise. The oversized t shirt covers it at first, then she shifts, the shirt riding up to reveal the bare curve of her ass, a sleepy sigh escaping her lips. My fingers are gentle as they trace over her lower back, across her hip, down the outside of her thigh. The slightest tug towards me is all it takes for her body to roll onto her back. There’s a quiet murmur, not quite words when my hand finds the inside of her knee and spreads her legs.
She’s so fucking pretty between her thighs. I can’t resist brushing my fingers over her, she’s wet, she always is for me even in her sleep. My fingers are so gentle at first, slow and worshipful over her.
“Mommy..” her voice barely audible, hazy and confused with her eyes still closed but her face tilted towards me now.
“Shh baby, mommy’s just going to play with you a little, go back to sleep. I’ll take care of you, my precious girl.” I whisper, my fingers pressing inside her.
