A bunny-girl with un-enhanced breasts? Whatever next! And who could resist grabbing a handful of that soft, inviting flesh? Well, me actually, as I creep out of bed too early in the morning to risk waking sleeping beauty. On the first day of the month I usually leave this bunny next to the comatose Emma to serve as a reminder, even though saying “Rabbits!” is optional if there is no R in the month. However, I have to admit that this is a posed picture taken especially for the occasion. Emma would be the first to admit that she doesn’t usually look as good as this first thing in the morning. It’s probably just as well, otherwise I might be tempted to stay in bed all day. Nowadays, Emma will seldom let me take her photograph until she has had a chance to apply a little war-paint - with the result you can maybe see through the pixilation. And one thing is guaranteed. When she has taken the time and effort to do so, she is certain to end up getting fucked rigid.