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BEING WOKEN
The sun is rising, I'm in bed
back on the mattress stark naked
while you're giving me loving head,
making my manhood hard as lead.
I reach down, ruffle your head hair,
tell you, "Darling, keep your lips there'
I am enjoying this bed share,
watched by our clothes strewn on a chair.
Savouring your tongue on my foreskin,
I sense my pre-cumming begin.
Your throat takes my tip deep within
The sphincter moves, head goes in spin.
I can't hold back, I just - let go,
I feel my pearl stream overflow.
It's in those moments that I know
how sexily you love me so.
back on the mattress stark naked
while you're giving me loving head,
making my manhood hard as lead.
I reach down, ruffle your head hair,
tell you, "Darling, keep your lips there'
I am enjoying this bed share,
watched by our clothes strewn on a chair.
Savouring your tongue on my foreskin,
I sense my pre-cumming begin.
Your throat takes my tip deep within
The sphincter moves, head goes in spin.
I can't hold back, I just - let go,
I feel my pearl stream overflow.
It's in those moments that I know
how sexily you love me so.
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