The Pleasure of the Morning Sunrise

The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon as she woke up. She stretched and yawned, then got out of bed and walked over to the window. The sky was a beautiful shade of orange, and the air was still cool and crisp. She took a deep breath and smiled. It was going to be a good day.

She went back to her bed and lay down, closing her eyes and savoring the feeling of the warm sun on her skin. She started to think about her lover, and how good it felt to be with him. She imagined his hands on her body, his lips on hers, and she began to feel herself getting aroused.

She reached down between her legs and started to stroke herself. She closed her eyes and let the sensations wash over her. She imagined that she was with her lover, and that he was making love to her. She got so caught up in the fantasy that she started to moan softly.

She continued to stroke herself until she reached a climax, and she cried out in pleasure. She lay there for a few minutes, enjoying the afterglow. Then she got up and went to the bathroom to get cleaned up.

As she was washing her hands, she looked in the mirror and smiled. She felt happy and content. She knew that she was lucky to have such a wonderful lover, and she was grateful for the pleasure that he brought her.

She finished washing her hands and went back to her bedroom. She got dressed and went downstairs to make breakfast. As she was cooking, she thought about the morning's events. She smiled to herself, knowing that she had started her day off on a good note.

(This text was computer generated.)