Good Morning, Good Morning
It’s great to be awake.
Good Morning, Good Morning to you.
This is what Sir sings to kids when, by miraculous chance, he wakes up before them. You would think that he was a morning person. Let’s just say that the song doesn’t get sung very often.
However, I am that morning person. That song would ring through the house much more often if I forced my singing voice on my loved ones. Luckily for everyone, that is not part of my morning routine. Coffee and getting the boys around for the day is more than enough.
My alarm is set for fifteen minutes before Sir’s. Sometimes I just lay on my bed on the floor for the time; sometimes I make my way downstairs to get coffee started. Sir’s alarm is set for 6:15, but he is rarely still asleep. Lately I have the pleasure of waking him with cock worship. It is so nice to crawl under his covers and taking him in my mouth. He starts to moan and rubs my back or plays with my hair. It’s the best part of my day.
Usually our play is interrupted by a child crying or even climbing into bed with us (that was awkward). But it is still some nice time together before we start the running around of the day.