Yes. A tacit agreement that this morning we would fuck in our last hotel room before beginning our 'close quartered' week today with our (much loved) holiday companions. I woke just before seven, he was still asleep. Well. His brain was asleep, his cock clearly had other plans
So I woke him gently with my hand, and much gorgeous coupling ensued.
As we left the hotel in the car, we talked a little about what we'd done, which bits had been particularly lovely. But, in France, we're driving on the wrong side of the road, and so, in the interests of safety, this conversation was ... deferred
Much to my pleasant surprise, I was awakened this morning by a randy Mrs. who decided a little morning play was in order. I'll take that surprise any day!