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Dusk

Naked on the sheet she lies
An erotic scene at dusk
Stealthily he enters there
In her dreams, the scent of musk
 
Her luscious curves, a silhouette
As he approaches from behind
Her breasts are cradled in her arms
They titillate his mind
 
He sheds all his clothing
His penis is engorged
Standing proud and ready
So hard it could be forged
 
He passes in the shadows
So he may view her front
The scent of him arouses her
And her hand moves to her cunt
 
She massages her clitoris
Though she's not yet awake
He kneels in bed, beside her head
And offers her his snake
 
Her mouth has opened with a moan
That was prompted by her dream
He slides his glans between her lips
Takes all his efforts not to cream
 
She's cumming out of dream land
Her busy fingers did the work
She wraps her hand around his cock
And begins to slowly jerk
 
Her mouth joins in by sucking
Her other hand moves to his balls
He turns to change position
For her moist vagina calls
 
He has turned into a horn dog
His sense of smell is pussy bent
He's drools in expectation
As he's following her scent
 
His nose is in her anus
As his tongue delves in her slit
Her honey cum sprays on him
As he's licking on her clit
 
She's tasting of the pre-cum
That is oozing from his pole
Says, “I want your climax in me,
Want your real cum in my hole”
 
He turns  in the failing light
Her ass lifts to meet his thrust
It takes all his concentration
Not to have his semen bust
 
As his length is penetrating
His girth is spreading wide
The walls of her hot pussy
As she takes him deep inside
 
The heat in her exploding
He feels her cum upon his cock
No longer can he hold back
As his balls begin to rock
 
His penis is now pulsing
Shooting semen out in spurts
She squeezes down upon him
Milks him dry until it hurts
 
He kisses her with passion
She retorts, with passion too,
“That was outstanding for me
Hope it was also good for you!”
 
The dusk has now turned into night
What a great end for the ride
They drift off to dreamland
With his flaccid cock inside
Written by eightmore
Published | Edited 8th Jun 2021
Author's Note
It's not always the alarm clock that should wake you UP
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