Morning. First sunrise in my own bed in 5 years. Still feels surreal. Sheets smell like her, that vanilla shit she wears. Whole time inside, I'd close my eyes and try to remember the exact sound she makes when my cock's deep in that pussy and she's trying to stay quiet so she don't wake our son in the next room. That quiet little gasp right before she breaks. That memory kept me warm on some cold ass nights. Now I'm out, and the reality is even sweeter than the fantasy. Got a lot of lost time to make up for.