So, the other morning before sunrise I woke up, rolled over and instinctively reached for my husband's hand. Well, I missed his hand by a mile and grabbed his cock instead. Being as how it was stone hard and throbbing, I pulled off my pj bottoms, told my hubby to grab the lube and then straddled him. Still half asleep, he handed me the lube. I greased up his pole and then mounted up. After some vigorous gyrations on my part, hubby let out a school girl giggle and shot off his load into my the sweet spot. I dismounted, wiped the goo off of my vag, and went back to sleep. Woke up later when the alarm went off and had forgotten about the whole thing when hubby turned to me and thanked me. I was all like, "Oh yeah, I do remember riding you in the dark. Wasn't sure if we'd actually done it or if I was dreaming." Gotta love dreamy sex.