Kris wakes to find Ewa's warm body nestled against him. The morning wood in his boxers twitches as he feels her ass pressing into him. She stirs, her hand reaching back to grasp his hardness. "We have time for a quickie," she whispers, rolling onto her back. Kris doesn't need to be told twice. He pulls her panties aside, entering her wetness in one swift thrust. Ewa gasps, her nails digging into his back as he pounds into her, their bodies slapping together in the quiet morning air. Kris's grunts grow louder as he nears his climax, pulling out just in time to coat Ewa's stomach with his warm cum.