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Staying in Bed
We didn’t want to get out of bed.
Tired?
Cozy.
Cuddling.
She wriggled down.
Under the sheet.
Peeked her head out.
Smiled.
Ducked back under.
I felt.
Her licking.
From balls to tip.
And sucking.
Saliva.
Slippery.
Sloppy.
Her head bobbing.
Under the sheet.
Her hand griping.
Her lips.
Going up and down.
Stopped for a moment.
Head peeked out.
Licked.
Kissed.
Her way.
To my mouth.
Bit my tongue.
She giggled.
She wiggled.
As wet.
As hard.
As quivering.
As she had left me.
Down there.
Under the sheet.
A couple more wiggles.
And.
I was in.
She made certain.
I was all-the-way in.
More wiggles.
I came.
Hard.
Again she giggled.
As long as we were going.
To stay in bed . . .
Tired?
Cozy.
Cuddling.
She wriggled down.
Under the sheet.
Peeked her head out.
Smiled.
Ducked back under.
I felt.
Her licking.
From balls to tip.
And sucking.
Saliva.
Slippery.
Sloppy.
Her head bobbing.
Under the sheet.
Her hand griping.
Her lips.
Going up and down.
Stopped for a moment.
Head peeked out.
Licked.
Kissed.
Her way.
To my mouth.
Bit my tongue.
She giggled.
She wiggled.
As wet.
As hard.
As quivering.
As she had left me.
Down there.
Under the sheet.
A couple more wiggles.
And.
I was in.
She made certain.
I was all-the-way in.
More wiggles.
I came.
Hard.
Again she giggled.
As long as we were going.
To stay in bed . . .
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