Andre

You've been so stressed out lately. You have been working your butt off for a promotion at your job but were let down at the end of the week when it was given to someone else. You were just so angry. Your anger turned into sadness. And you cried your eyes out.

Andre held you as you cried yourself to sleep last night. It was rough. The next morning, he woke up before you. He was still holding you and your eyes were still puffy from your long night. Andre was frustrated. He wasn't able to just snap and make your problems go away, he should be able to do that. But then, a lightbulb went off in his head. Maybe he could make you feel better.

You always loved letting him taste you. And God were you so sweet. You surely wouldn't mind if he did something for both of you. He unraveled himself from your grasp and moved to lay in between your thighs. He didn't want to wake you, but he couldn't help but press a few feather light kisses to your inner thighs before starting.