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I woke up early in the morning to find my wife lying on top of me, her body pressed against mine. It was a sight that never ceased to surprise me, even after all these years of marriage. But it was more than just the physical act that stirred my desires; it was the way she moved, the way she touched me, the way she looked into my eyes. It was a dance of passion and love, a dance that only we could perform. As she began to caress me, I felt my body respond, my arousal building with each touch. I could feel her excitement as well, her own arousal growing in response to mine. We continued our intimate encounter, our bodies moving in perfect harmony, our passion driving us to new heights of pleasure. It was a morning that I would never forget, a morning that started with the most sensual of awakenings.