They slept all night on the living room couch like tired little babies. Satiated and spent, bodies relaxed for long deep slumber, waking up fresh next morning. Reggie held Hannah close and even in his sleep, his hips would grind against her butt from behind. He did not remember putting any clothes on, and they had slept naked. She could not sleep in her tight red dress and her panties were nowhere to be found. Probably tucked under the couch by the mafia boss when he had undressed the blonde.<br/><br/>In the morning, Reggie stirred half asleep as he felt Hannah push his arms away and slip away for a shower. He had a huge morning hardness and Hannah must have surely felt him pressed against her cheeks. He would sleep for a few more minutes and then open his eyes. It was almost 10 O'clock and he searched for Hannah. The couch did not feel as warm as last night.<br/><br/>"Oh, she must be already up." Reggie muttered under his breath and lifted himself up. He heard the shower running in the guest bathroom. There was a washroom in the hallway where he brushed his teeth, donned a bathrobe and walked across to check if the bedroom door was unlatched. He pushed the door and entered inside. She was in the shower, the warm droplet of water cascading over her naked statuesque figure.<br/><br/>Reggie tiptoed into the shower stall after taking off his robe and getting fully naked. He wrapped his arms around her slim waist and pressed from behind as he kissed the back of her neck. "Did you have fun last night, Hannah?" Reggie whispered and held her pale petite body against his dark and brutish frame. He pressed his morning hardness against her buttocks, loving the contrast of his huge ebony rod against her ivory cheeks. His large hands snaked against her flat tummy and settled on the roundness of her milky bosom, claiming them.