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Blackberry Bed

5.10.16


Blackberry Bed


T‎he smell of my bed...

She loved
the smell
of my bed...‎

Like - seriously


She *loved*
the smell
of my bed

I, invariably, found myself in situations where, after a long day‎, I wasn't even allowed to bathe

Her saying things like "You're fine, I *like* the way you smell‎.
Come here next to mommy and let me rub your back‎

See, you got that thing that I want
and there is nothing that lacks
and in case you didnt know it - I *really* like the way you smell"


Soon some‎ kiss, kiss
and kissy face down

Hold on for mommy while she warms the pot now

Stirring and purring until juices run hot
No, not stopping (things get sloppy)‎

Fingers f‎ree feelings
and the butter's on and popping‎

Because seriously‎:
she liked me‎
and the smell
of my bed


"Come over here and sit next to mommy"‎, she would say

"Let me show you my appreciation. Momma's got some more of that blackberry pie for you."‎
‎‎
Written by rmglover
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