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morning inspection before you’re even fully awake. you stirring as i pull the blanket off. “mommy’s gonna inspect you, baby” you blinking sleepily, confused. “now?” “yes, now. spread your legs for me, sweetheart.” you obeying drowsily, letting your thighs fall open. kneeling between them, using my thumbs to spread your lips apart. examining you in the morning light. “let’s see how you are first thing in the morning.” noticing you’re already slightly wet. “interesting. were you having nice dreams, baby?” you mumbling something incoherent, still half asleep. sliding one finger through your lips slowly, gathering the wetness there. bringing it up to look at. “a little wet already. let’s check properly.” pushing your thighs further apart, spreading you wider. “need to see everything, sweetheart.” you letting me position you however i want, still too sleepy to protest. sliding one finger inside gently, just one. feeling how tight you are in the morning. “very tight right now.” pumping slowly, carefully. watching your face, seeing you start to wake up more. your breathing changing. pulling that finger out, looking at how wet it is. “getting wetter. good.” pushing two fingers in now, stretching you more. “let’s try two.” you gasping softly as i fill you more. pumping them slowly, methodically. “you’re waking up now, aren’t you sweetheart?” you nodding, becoming more aware of what’s happening. starting to move against my fingers slightly. “stay still, baby. i’m taking care of you. you need this morning inspection.” holding your hip with my free hand to keep you in place. curling my fingers inside, pressing that spot. you moaning, hips trying to move. “such a responsive girl even first thing in the morning.” pulling those two fingers out, examining them. completely coated in your wetness. “look how wet you’re getting, baby. your body knows what it needs.” sliding three fingers in now, stretching you more. “let’s try three. see how you take them.” you gasping louder, more awake now. “it’s a lot—” “shh, you can take it, sweetheart. you need this.” pumping three fingers slowly, feeling how your walls stretch around them. curling all three inside, pressing firmly against that spot. you moaning, legs wanting to close from the intensity. using my other hand to push your thigh back open, keeping you spread wide. “stay open for me, baby. i need to check you properly.” continuing to fuck you slowly with three fingers, feeling you get wetter and wetter. my fingers moving easily now, completely soaked. bringing my thumb to your clit, rubbing slow circles while my fingers work inside. “there we go. just taking care of you, baby.” you moaning more now, fully awake, hips starting to move despite yourself. “you need this, don’t you sweetheart? need me to take care of you first thing in the morning.” pumping steadily, curling my fingers, rubbing your clit in a consistent rhythm. getting you so worked up. your breathing getting heavier, thighs shaking. getting you right to the edge, so close. then suddenly stopping everything. pulling my fingers out, taking my thumb off your clit. you whining desperately. “inspection complete, baby. you’re perfect. nice and wet, very responsive. everything’s good.” showing you my three fingers, completely glistening with your wetness. “look how well you did.” wiping them on your inner thigh. standing up. “time to get up and start your day, sweetheart.” you lying there flushed, breathing hard, needy. “but i was so close—” “i know, baby. but this was just an inspection. maybe later if you’re a good girl.” leaving you frustrated and aching before you’ve even gotten out of bed.

need to talk you through it while you’re touching yourself for me over the phone. “slower, baby. take your time.” hearing you adjust immediately. “that’s it. show me how you do it when you’re alone thinking about me.” guiding every movement with just my voice since i can’t be there. “add another finger. good girl/boy.” listening to your breathing change, hearing your whimpers. “faster now. don’t stop.” your moans getting louder, following everything i say perfectly. “you’re doing so well, sweetheart. keep going just like that. wish i could be there right now to touch you instead” talking you all the way to the edge, hearing you get more desperate. “i know you’re close, baby. wait for me to say yes.” listening to you struggle to hold back, until i finally give in. “cum for me. let me hear you.” your voice breaking as you finish, me praising you through it. “so perfect, baby. you did so good.”

thinking about my femme guiding my hand between her thighs, so I can feel how wet she’s gotten. “feel that? that’s what you do to me.” pressing my palm flat against her through her panties. “please..” she whines out “no. but you can grind against my hand, that’s all you get right now.” watching her whimper but immediately start rocking her hips, desperate for any friction. “please touch me properly,” she begs, but I just keep my hand still, loving how desperate and needy she is for me. “if you want to cum, you’re going to cum just like this, sweetheart.”

watching my femme get all flustered trying to tell me what she wants, words tangling up the more she tries. her cheeks are warm, eyes darting away like she’s embarrassed by how badly she needs it. “show me instead, pretty girl. i’ll figure it out.” i’d coo at her encouragingly as she guides my hand down, down, until my fingers brush against the hem of her panties and inside, immediately feeling how wet she is, and knowing she needs my fingers inside of her to feel full and to show me how much she’s missed me.

You deserve someone who feels privileged to love you. And proves it with their actions.

I love you deeply