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Good Morning

 


I still taste you.
Last night stains my tongue.
Spent cream coats my shaft.

I still feel you.
Riding.
A finger in your wetted ass.
Lips upon a swaying breast.
The other, in twisting fingertips.
Your seam pulsing.
My lust pumping.
Our hearts thumping.

I still hear you.
breathing...
    sighing...
         moaning...
                crying...

I still want you...
again.
Whispers in your ear.
He is risen,
and your petals moist.
We slip and slide to heaven.

It is morning, love.
I adore you.
Written by Christophehld
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