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I Woke

I woke at four. I was erect,
My dreams of you have that effect
Your ruby nails are in my back.
My hard cock stroking in your crack.

Orgasmic juices fall on balls
My prick is pulsing in your walls
My cum is flowing out in you
It's mixing with your honey dew

Orgasmic screams we both emit
My shaft is rubbing on your clit
Vagina tight around my cock
Our lips and tongues are in a lock

Feelings are real, as real can be.
You are still here for me to see
Although you're watching from above
In dreams of you, we're making love.
Written by eightmore
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Author's Note
Age and death does not diminish the love we feel.
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