Waking up, I rub the sleep out of my eyes. The throb radiating through my head reminds me of the very good time I had last night. Looking over at the clock, I realize it’s time to dismiss my guest and get ready for sermon.

She’s lying on her stomach, hand up under the pillow. Her golden brown hair is covering her face and the pillow. Watching her breathing pattern, it’s evident she’s still asleep. Sliding the covers off her, I expose the round curve of her ass, which is calling to be slapped.

The sound radiates through the quiet of the room as I do just that. Lifting her head in surprise, she smiles up at me. Damn, she’s a hot mess in the morning; make up smeared, hair everywhere, and she has the ‘I’ve been worked over look’ in her eyes.

“Good morning, handsome,” she coos at me. I really hate that fucking endearment.

“Ain’t nothing handsome about me, it’s time for you to go,” I reply, already over the idea of having any form of conversation with her.

There weren’t many single females around last night. When the ol’ ladies and kids are around, the club whores are kept to a minimum. This chick is a friend of an ol’ lady, or at least, I think that’s what she said last night. I do vaguely recall her saying something about she’s never been with a biker before. She’s cute enough, but the reality is, I had a certain blonde in my head and needed a release. She was willing and available, so yeah, I took advantage of it.

She reaches her hand under the covers and begins to stroke my dick. As it comes to life, I lay there while images of one special blonde invade my brain. When my bedmate then leans over to kiss my chest, I gently push her head down to guide her where I want her mouth. She moves in an attempt to climb on to me, though.

“Oh, no, baby. You woke it up, you’re gonna finish it. With. Your. Mouth.”

She makes a pouty face for a moment to show her displeasure at my wish. Fuck that, I’m done with her pussy, but she’s going to finish what she started. I gesture with my hands, what are you waiting for? When she still doesn’t act accordingly, I sigh.

“Suck. My. Dick. Or get the fuck out, the choice is yours. I got shit to do, so make your decision quick.”

She starts at the task, her gag reflex not allowing her to take me all the way. For being as wild as she was last night, she’s a timid prude this morning. This is the worst blowjob I’ve ever been given. She’s not even playing with my piercing. I didn’t get that part of my anatomy pierced for my pleasure alone. I know my dick is large and it’s a lot to take in, but damn, she could use her hand or flick her tongue on my jewelry. Nope. Fucking nothing, she’s just sucking with a slight bob of her head. Fuck this! I’m over it. My hand can finish the job better. When I reach down and grab her hair and tug her off me, her mouth comes off my dick with a pop, as she looks up at me with her lips still forming an ‘O’. Confusion is written all over her expression, as my irritation with her lack of oral skills visible in mine.