Morning Would

With my head on your chest
the rising is always grand
The sun peeks through the shade
spotlighting my traveling hand
You gently massage my coils
as my head moves south
Kisses soft and wet expose
the watering of my mouth
You release a deep groan
as my tongue traces your vein
Circles, suckles, gagging
make you call out my name
I swallow you whole
drool trickles down your sack
I suck, slurp and jerk
watching your eyes roll back
Your tip hardens on my lips
You're ready to explode
You grip my ponytail
while I confiscate your soul
My throat fills with cum
Ecstasy got you stuck
If I didn't suck your morning wood
morning would just suck