Late Night Snack (Touch me in the morning)

“Shit, bitch, ooh fuck fuck fuck. You sexy nasty bitch. Give me that pussy. Oh, damn baby, you feel so good, damn!” He was pounding me hard as he spoke. The more he talked dirty, the harder he slammed into me. The more he slammed my ass the closer I came to orgasm. It felt like paradise was on the horizon and I loved the feeling. I submitted to his control. I should have expected this because I’m such a great cock sucker. He was helpless to feel anything less than the passion now on display. I was feeling super happy, and I put any seed of negative thoughts from my mind, I had no reason for negativity. The surging passion inside me was intense.
I met his thrust stroke for stroke and we both found a zone. Our bodies clashed and our spirits were in sync and in pursuit of the exact same goal. Bo spills all his seeds inside me and I had the strangest feeling. It was intense, weird, and interesting. I somehow assumed that must be the feeling pregnant women get. Maybe its good that I was born a transgirl and not a cist girl. If I were cist with all the plumbing, honey, I would have twenty kids by now, and most of them probably would have been bastards with deadbeat dads. I tried not to think that way because, like I said, I hate negativity. So, in that sense being trans is a blessing.
It was late morning before we stirred again. I jumped up from the bed and made my way to the bathroom. Shortly while doing my morning routine, I heard Bo calling. “I'll be out in a minute Bo.”
“Just wanted to let you know that I'm gonna be heading out. Gotta go and pick up a few things for work. Mary should be at work now, so the coast is clear.”
“OK” I stepped from the bathroom to see that he was dressed. I walked him to the door, and we were saying our goodbyes. “It was fun we definitely will be doing it again as long as you're here.” I said, then added, “you know you're welcome to stay as long as you have to, not just when you're fighting with your girlfriend.”
I realized that I was coming across bitchy. I had to calm down. It wasn’t good to part in anger. “Look Bo, I know you got a woman, and you need to prove something to yourself about who you are. I'm just a standby. I get it.” Before I could continue he chimed in