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Gagging On That Late Morning Rush…

Mm... do you have time to lie me down, parting the sugar of my crown
Sniffing my essence without making a sound  
You know I miss your lips, your hands palming my hips    
Oops there goes my thong being ripped    
My legs dangling over his shoulder blades      
Sandwiching my breasts, tongue swiping my nipples, licking them like I'm dining on peach marmalade    
Your hot mouth, tongue kissing the crevices between my feet    
Oh, God this feels so good, he got me scrunching the sheets    
      
My late night dirty talking got you all hard, and my pussy misty and moisten, my heart pulsating    
Yes… yes… climb between my thighs and do not keep me waiting    
Cupping his erection, these sugar walls real soon will be hibernating      
Fishing his dick tip over my pinkish ingress    
I love it when he slowly eases those inches inside, darting in and out with controlled plunges kissing the inside of my silken wetness    
Mm... hum.. those deep penetrations I live for    
Placing a dab of honey over my lips before my mouth he tenderly devours    
Twining my ankles around his waist as I submit my will to his penetrating thrusts      
Hammering my cunt after my tightness gloves his towering power, juicing his manhood in the core of my butter rum lust    
          
Baby... not so fast I do not want your cum to blast    
Not just yet... no baby please, quit squeezing my ass    
Shaking my cheeks, rapture and passion for us when mingling our souls is never out of reach    
Bending my head thrown back, mm I about to climax    
He always has my body feening for his loving, sending my emotions out of whack    
Slowing inching off you    
Leaning down licking off his dick the creaminess of my pussy food    
The tautness under his balls, before taking them in my mouth, rolling them around, pleasuring them as my tongue zooms    
Pushing my head down, pleasuring before his release takes the fall    
Holding my head in place…mm… swallowing the essence of him savoring it all  

Baby…I got to get to work….
We will finish this much later..



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Written by SweetKittyCat5
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There is nothing like the gush of a morning rush..

SKC
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