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As you wake me, soft kisses,
where I can't see. my hands upon your hair, you loving on me there. Tender licks on my tummy, my chest and points.. up to my face, as you straddle, so comfy, your perfect sitting place. Kisses on my forehead, and cheek. as you slowly rock in your seat. your hands upon my chest, pushing now harder, taking us farther. Flipping your hair back, showing me your, all, that. Into your balanced, rhythm. your hands now on my tummy. Perfect postured pivots, racing, Morning smiles so wild and free, hair snapping back and forth, bouncing. pushing up, deeper into you, I'll be. The sun bursts through the window. Explosions releasing, within. Morning has broken, not a word spoken.......... |
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Thank you MUCH,,,Hugs,, |
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Well Terry not really in sparks in my memories but it did spark some fantasies
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Well Terry not really in sparks in my memories but it did spark some fantasies I bid you G-night,,and sweet dreams... hugs.. |
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Goodnight Terry
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As you wake me, soft kisses, where I can't see. my hands upon your hair, you loving on me there. Tender licks on my tummy, my chest and points.. up to my face, as you straddle, so comfy, your perfect sitting place. Kisses on my forehead, and cheek. as you slowly rock in your seat. your hands upon my chest, pushing now harder, taking us farther. Flipping your hair back, showing me your, all, that. Into your balanced, rhythm. your hands now on my tummy. Perfect postured pivots, racing, Morning smiles so wild and free, hair snapping back and forth, bouncing. pushing up, deeper into you, I'll be. The sun bursts through the window. Explosions releasing, within. Morning has broken, not a word spoken.......... |
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As you wake me, soft kisses, where I can't see. my hands upon your hair, you loving on me there. Tender licks on my tummy, my chest and points.. up to my face, as you straddle, so comfy, your perfect sitting place. Kisses on my forehead, and cheek. as you slowly rock in your seat. your hands upon my chest, pushing now harder, taking us farther. Flipping your hair back, showing me your, all, that. Into your balanced, rhythm. your hands now on my tummy. Perfect postured pivots, racing, Morning smiles so wild and free, hair snapping back and forth, bouncing. pushing up, deeper into you, I'll be. The sun bursts through the window. Explosions releasing, within. Morning has broken, not a word spoken.......... Well,,,YES,,,,all that you can handle,,,, OH,,,Maybe you meant, these guys,,,, This would make a GREAT WAY,,to say GOOD MORNING to each other,,, <--------he comes out sometimes,,, |
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