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Surreality.......

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I lay back, gently, �deeply- naked in
this chair

Your full curvaceous body sashays
toward me

I just can't help but stare

at your body, luscious as a decadent
chocolate cake

clear juice copiously flowing from my
scepter
I truly know what's at stake

As you step slowly between my open
thighs

Your touch I simply adore

Slowly, your lacy teddy

falls gently to the floor

My hands now trace your body

A sudden rush of heat

My cock begins to pulse wildly
as
you massage me with soft manicured
feet

My hardness flails back and forth

I settle further back

as the full woman-hips straddle my face

I partake in a favorite late night snack

Lips sucking on your swollen pearl

Your hips begin to move
You grind your kitty upon my lips

With such a wicked groove

My dicks so damned hard
it's veins all swollen
I feel like I'm about to lift off

Wanting so badly to get inside

Between those pussy lips, so wet so
soft

And I grasp hold to your ample buttocks

And you begin to straddle me, thighs
open wide

And I feel my urges deep in my balls

As my head starts to slip inside

Gasping for air I close my eyes

Your kiss captures my wanton scream
My eyes begin to open slowly

and I realize that this is only a
dream............
.

�..and I awaken in utter confusion
the cell ringing beside my bed

And as if it were some deja vu
I hear your voice softly on the other end saying

�Baby, It's Ericka. I'm cummin' up; please let
me in.....�