The next morning, Thaddeus was woken up by the soft sunlight filtering through the curtains.
He was about to move and stretch until he felt the soft weight on his body. He looked down to see his beautiful Naia sleeping soundly, so comfortable in his warmth.
He smiled, heart filled so early in the morning.
And so did his shaft.
He carefully turned his head to look at the clock. It was already 7am.
He knew his mother had been awake for at least an hour now. As a good son, he still had to accompany her.
Moreover, this was already a habit and was already expected of him every time she visited him or if they were in the same house.
Ignoring his morning erection, he gingerly tried to get out of his woman's hold by gently lifting her arm around his torso.
However, he quickly realized he couldn't get out of it.
"..."
She was really strong.
Was this normal in her tribe?
