What time is it?

I woke up slowly in the middle of the night, the caravan pitch black except for the faint glow from a small night-light near the door. It took me a second to remember where I was. Then I felt her.

Alice was still pressed back against me, her thick, warm body curled perfectly into mine. My arm was draped over her waist, hand resting on one of her heavy tits. My cock — half-hard again — was nestled between the soft cheeks of her ass.

She was awake.

I could feel her breathing, slow and steady, but not the deep rhythm of sleep. When I shifted slightly, she turned her head toward me in the dark.

“Hey,” she whispered, voice soft and a little raspy. “You’ve been out for hours.”

I blinked, trying to focus. “What time is it?”

“Like… 3:40 a.m. or something. You crashed hard after you came in me.” She let out a quiet little laugh. “I’ve just been lying here enjoying it. You’re really warm.”

I tightened my arm around her, pulling her even closer. My hand instinctively squeezed her breast, thumb brushing over her nipple. She sighed contentedly and pushed her thick ass back against my growing cock.

That’s when she told me.

“I have really bad insomnia,” she admitted quietly. “It’s been like this for years. I barely sleep most nights. But tonight… having you wrapped around me like this? It actually felt nice. I didn’t want to move.”

I stayed quiet for a moment, just holding her in the dark. Outside the caravan windows it was completely black — no streetlights reaching this far back in the yard. The whole world felt like it had shrunk down to this tiny, warm space and the soft, curvy body in my arms.

My mind flashed back to a few hours earlier — the way she’d begged me not to stop while I was raw inside her, the way she’d held my hands on her tits while I pumped her full. The breeding kink I’d discovered with my crazy ex was still there, simmering. This girl was nothing like my ex… but I’d still fucked her unprotected without even asking.

And now here we were, in the middle of the night, her thick thighs tangled with mine, my cum probably still leaking out of her while she confessed she couldn’t sleep.

I kissed the back of her neck.

“You should’ve woken me up,” I murmured against her skin.

She shook her head. “Nah. I liked feeling you. All of you.”

Her hand reached back and found my cock, giving it a slow, deliberate squeeze.