I was fast asleep in bed and it was a day off for Michael Jackson.

He wanted to get a basket of KFC for breakfast and when he came out of his studio, I was sleeping peacefully.

"Awww...you're so cute. I love you so much sweetheart".

He crawled into bed beside of me.

"Mmmm... I love you too Applehead".

I yawned softly and he noticed that I wasn't wearing any clothes.

"Looks like somebody decided to sleep in their birthday suit".

He chuckled.

Michael crawled over and laid down on top of me, kissing my neck lovingly.

He wrapped his arms around my stomach and I pushed my breasts up against his chest.

"Ooh"!

He felt horny and began to seductively make love to me.

I felt him fingering my clit and then he moaned loudly, putting his bodily fluids into me.

After a while, we both collapsed onto the mattress. I felt my vagina hurting.

"Oh no, you're probably gonna be sore for a few days. Let me get you some medicine to help with the pain".

Michael went to the bathroom and then came back with some vaginal cream.

He watched as I carefully applied it to my vulnerable area.

After I was done, I was feeling weak to go and wash my hands in the bathroom sink.

Michael helped me walk to the bathroom and after I got my hands nice and clean, he smiled and then carried me bridal style back to bed.

He pulled the covers over us both and then wrapped his arms around me in a comforting way.

I always loved his sweet cuddles.