morning wood mom: Secrets That Will Change the Way You See Life

Rain lashes the window while morning wood mom keeps her warm inside. Wrapped in nothing but a cashmere throw, she lets it slip in morning wood mom, revealing goosebumps that beg to be soothed. In morning wood mom, she warms herself the only way she wants—slow circles over silk and skin until she’s trembling harder than the storm. Lightning flashes each time her breath hitches in morning wood mom. She times her final climb with the thunder; when it crashes, so does she—mouth open in a silent scream that morning wood mom records in perfect 4K. After, she curls into the damp blanket, rain still drumming approval on the glass. morning wood mom feels like the coziest secret you’ve ever been told.