I woke up after some hours, I didn't even know how much time had passed. The room was dimmer, evening light filtering through the rain-streaked window in soft gray tones. I had slept so good, better than I had in weeks, because my aunt's body was so soft and warm beneath me.
Her curves enveloped me completely, breasts pillowing my head, belly soft against my stomach, thighs still loosely parted around my hips. My cock had softened inside her during sleep but stayed nestled in her pussy, still warm and slick from our earlier release.
I could feel the slow, gentle pulse of her inner walls around me, like her body was still holding me even in sleep.
"Oh, you're awake," Melanie said softly, smiling as she noticed me stir. She cradled my head gently against her chest, fingers stroking through my hair in slow, soothing motions while I stayed on top of her. Her voice was husky from sleep and earlier moaning, but full of quiet affection.
