" I see you really like the taste of my cum!" Jonny said.
"Yeah I really do, I love it, it almost tastes like milk!" She replied.
"You should just lay down and rest," she murmured, brushing a hand over his hair. "I'll make us some breakfast."
Jonny chuckled, stretching his arms above his head. "You sure you don't want me to help?"
She shook her head. "Nope. Just relax. I got this."
With that, she slipped out of bed, shivering slightly as the cool air hit her skin. She bent down, picking up Jonny's shirt from where it had landed on the floor the night before.
Without thinking twice, she pulled it over her head, the fabric loose and comfortable around her frame.
Jonny watched her, his gaze softening. "You know, you look good in my shirt."
Amie smirked, playfully running her hands over the fabric. "It's comfy. I might just keep it."