Eve's view

Monday mornings were usually dullish.

This Monday though, I stirred in my sleep, vaguely aware as if in my dreams of a lascivious tongue licking my balls, circling the rim of my ass and engulfing my soft cock in the sweetest lips that controlled my life.

These lips caressed the tip of my cock, slid slowly and carefully down the length of my cock until they nuzzled my balls, squeezed them gently, then rose again to the crown and sucked my essence as if it were the nectar of life.

I couldn't help myself, I twitched into the Monday morning to find Eve administering to her Monday early morning chores.

She looked up and grinned at me, naughtily, as if our three month marriage had begun yesterday.

Her lips gripped my cock, and moved up and down as they surrounded my surging flesh. I felt captive yet somehow in charge as I plunged my meat alternately down her throat. Or so as I thought.

With a massive swallow she brought me to the edge, and I couldn't help my climax surging into her mouth, from which my come spilled over her chin.

But she grinned and licked her lips.