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His Morning Wood
He likes
to
fill me
ferociously
hard
with
the curtains
drawn
back
at dawn
just so
everyone
can
see
the way
my
legs are
draped
over his
shoulders
as we
both
watch
the way
his
holy
rock
hard
bliss
pistons
in & out
of my
splayed
tight wet
glistening
bare cunt
whilst
his
tongue
scribbles
love notes
upon my
lips
as he
pinches
and
pulls
hard
upon my
erect
nips
to elicit
those
little gasps
that
trigger
my heartbeat
to
race faster
as I
rub my
swollen
bud
until I
rise
and
fall
with the
shifting
treble
of his
throbbing
hard
need
to
leave me
squirting
sated
and
full
to the
brim
with his
hot
and
sticky seed
whilst
aching for
more
of him
throughout
the day
as my
whole
being
is left
tenderly
sore
and
swollen
whilst still
pulsating
for him
as I
daydream
about what
will
unfold
in the
pending
evening
when we
both
want more
of
one another
after
dark.
to
fill me
ferociously
hard
with
the curtains
drawn
back
at dawn
just so
everyone
can
see
the way
my
legs are
draped
over his
shoulders
as we
both
watch
the way
his
holy
rock
hard
bliss
pistons
in & out
of my
splayed
tight wet
glistening
bare cunt
whilst
his
tongue
scribbles
love notes
upon my
lips
as he
pinches
and
pulls
hard
upon my
erect
nips
to elicit
those
little gasps
that
trigger
my heartbeat
to
race faster
as I
rub my
swollen
bud
until I
rise
and
fall
with the
shifting
treble
of his
throbbing
hard
need
to
leave me
squirting
sated
and
full
to the
brim
with his
hot
and
sticky seed
whilst
aching for
more
of him
throughout
the day
as my
whole
being
is left
tenderly
sore
and
swollen
whilst still
pulsating
for him
as I
daydream
about what
will
unfold
in the
pending
evening
when we
both
want more
of
one another
after
dark.
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