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Morning In a Soaked Bed

Her black lace French cut underwear decorates the wooden floor
Morning sun rays sneak through dusty wooden blinds

ceiling fan humming airing out a room from all night shameful sin
sheets no longer gripping the mattress not aware of anything

snoring like a grizzly during the winter time laying awkwardly
on my back about to start my eleventh dream I am suddenly awaken

adrenalin already at maximum my eyes shoot open gasping for air
The moisture and warmth of her mouth slowly covered every inch
 
Like a starving slithering reptile devouring its prey going for the kill
My left hand grabs her neck and right hand gripped her hair tightly

She slurped and smacked viciously the bed screeching with a bounce
With her lower back arched inward and her ass shaking back and forth  
"cum in my mouth" she said
"I will be right back" I said
"where are you going???" she yelled

I replied " going to make us some breakfast, I'm starving"




Written by exciledpen
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