Waking up to the warmth of another body, a woman's hand snakes down, finding her partner already hard. She smiles, her own body responding instantly. She takes him in her hand, feeling the soft skin over steel. He groans, his hips moving in time with her strokes. She's eager, hungry, wanting to feel him inside her. She straddles him, her wetness coating his length as she grinds against him. He grabs her hips, urging her on, their bodies moving in sync, their moans filling the room. It's a good morning, indeed.