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Mmmm.. And A Grand Rising To You, My Love🍯
Mmm…early morning skyping with my handsome lover in the shower
Glimpses of his maleness in the early morning hour
Taunting, teasing me with his quick wit
Nice physique supporting a flaccid dick
My fingers fumbling to comfort my wet slit
Advertising what’s mine
Patiently waiting, yearning, face to face for our private time
Craving his touch, the feeling of such
Wishing to be fucked under that same nozzle while the water is beating on us
While he’s thrusting deep inside me in a hasten rush
Pussy pulsating, my body waiting
Steadying his cell phone
Moving it downward, knowing very soon he will be making me moan
Getting me all hot and bothered for such an early hour
Finger darting inside, pollinating the abyss of my sweet flower
Dick lift, mmm…a little shake, ‘I know you wish you can suck this,’ I know that’s what I heard
He's so far away in another borough for the first time in my life I wish I was a bird
Screen to screen
Real time is much better than my imagination or his wet dreams
Back arched against my computer seat hungering for his passionate love
In a state of Nirvana if ever there was
He winked at me when he glimpsed my emotions as he caresses my intellect like smooth wine
My climax seeping onto my thong by fate's designs
He knows I am his and he is all mine, he is one of God’s images, a rare kind
A handsome find
So beautiful to lose myself in him
Where the will of my heart he has as our souls blend
My Dell screen awaiting his next bodily move
Gyrating to the feverish heat from my wet groove
Water cascading downward loving where the streams run
An early morning present to awaken my silken butter rum
Rubbing up and down his abdomen forcing himself to cum
Groin hairs surrounding a harden island of pleasure hosing up and down his wet dick
He has me panting when I see his pre-cum toppling the tip
One more jerk than his pearly flow began to drip
Sweet mercy hypnotizing me with his elongation of power
Virile masculinity showcasing his North pointing tower
Calling out my name over and over again like I was there
Fusing or minds, and the depths of our hearts, mmm... we make such a perfect pair
Front view and then the back view the water washing away my mental juices
Asking him to turn back around to give my hungry eyes their just due
Hair slicked back, a bronze Adonis, bearded and roguish, water rolling down, glistening
Alarm clock buzzing, I refuse to turn away, acknowledge, or to even listen
Two screens between our existences
The man had me leaning back snaking my finger deeper
Climaxing again, my body trembling under his alluring shower of persistence
Glimpses of his maleness in the early morning hour
Taunting, teasing me with his quick wit
Nice physique supporting a flaccid dick
My fingers fumbling to comfort my wet slit
Advertising what’s mine
Patiently waiting, yearning, face to face for our private time
Craving his touch, the feeling of such
Wishing to be fucked under that same nozzle while the water is beating on us
While he’s thrusting deep inside me in a hasten rush
Pussy pulsating, my body waiting
Steadying his cell phone
Moving it downward, knowing very soon he will be making me moan
Getting me all hot and bothered for such an early hour
Finger darting inside, pollinating the abyss of my sweet flower
Dick lift, mmm…a little shake, ‘I know you wish you can suck this,’ I know that’s what I heard
He's so far away in another borough for the first time in my life I wish I was a bird
Screen to screen
Real time is much better than my imagination or his wet dreams
Back arched against my computer seat hungering for his passionate love
In a state of Nirvana if ever there was
He winked at me when he glimpsed my emotions as he caresses my intellect like smooth wine
My climax seeping onto my thong by fate's designs
He knows I am his and he is all mine, he is one of God’s images, a rare kind
A handsome find
So beautiful to lose myself in him
Where the will of my heart he has as our souls blend
My Dell screen awaiting his next bodily move
Gyrating to the feverish heat from my wet groove
Water cascading downward loving where the streams run
An early morning present to awaken my silken butter rum
Rubbing up and down his abdomen forcing himself to cum
Groin hairs surrounding a harden island of pleasure hosing up and down his wet dick
He has me panting when I see his pre-cum toppling the tip
One more jerk than his pearly flow began to drip
Sweet mercy hypnotizing me with his elongation of power
Virile masculinity showcasing his North pointing tower
Calling out my name over and over again like I was there
Fusing or minds, and the depths of our hearts, mmm... we make such a perfect pair
Front view and then the back view the water washing away my mental juices
Asking him to turn back around to give my hungry eyes their just due
Hair slicked back, a bronze Adonis, bearded and roguish, water rolling down, glistening
Alarm clock buzzing, I refuse to turn away, acknowledge, or to even listen
Two screens between our existences
The man had me leaning back snaking my finger deeper
Climaxing again, my body trembling under his alluring shower of persistence
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