Mornin Thirst

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In the bedroom, the wee hours of the morning,
I notice you up, I can hear the coffee churning.
I get up out of bed, walk to the kitchen,
and give you soft kisses on the cheek.
oops, I forgotten to brush my teeth.
You kiss me back with no worries,
You greet my lips with a great big smile.
You lips never get old,skin is so mild.
Your arms wrap around me, like I was a bear.
You ask me to go lock the door.
Before I could turn, you knocked me to the floor.
You're on top of me like a cat does a mouse.
I raise my arms and laugh without a fuss or fight.
I place my hands on your buns and squeeze tight.
You pull off my shirt from the cold tile floor.
You begin kissing my navel, slow and firm.
You put fingers on my waistband, firm and warm.
I feel an arousal comin on pretty quick.
I start kissing your neck from downunder.
Your hair consumes me with a growing hunger.
Your mouth goes south as your fingers work.
You pull my pj's off as you see the great sight.
You take your hands, hold it really tight.
You start sucking it real hard and nice.
You're going up and down, up and down.
Rolling juices
lips delicious
Oh, Im gonna burst.
Less than 2 minutes, I quinch your mornin thirst

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