Breakfast in Bed

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As the sun starts to rise, I awaken. I go to the
Kitchen and prepare breakfast. I return to our chamber of love with
A nice hot meal with a fresh cup of coffee. I kiss
Your sweet lips, and your stunning blue eyes open. I surprise you
With breakfast in bed; but that my love isn't the only surprise
I have for you. From behind my back, I bring out a
Dozen white roses and a dozen red carnations. You put the tray
Aside; and put the flowers on the nightstand. You beckon me to
Come to you. You take my hand and pull me on to
Our bed. You wrap your arms around me and stare into my
Eyes with a look of passion; and you kiss me deeply. As
We part from that kiss you whisper in my ear that you
Very much, desire to make love. You roll me on my back;
And start to explore every part of my body with your soft
Tongue. You don't let me return the favor; instead, you hold me
Down and slide my manhood into you, and you begin to ride
Me. We make love in that position for a few hours. Then
You get on all fours and beg for me to take you
From behind. I do so; and enter your womanhood from behind and
Gently thrust in and out of you. You climax five times! You
Ask for me to get on top of you and thrust into
You until I reach climax. I gently lay you on your back;
And slowly slide my member into you. You demand for me to
Go faster and deeper. I comply with your demands; and kiss you
Very deeply. Another hour passes and we climax together. We hold each
Other tight while catching our breath. We say I love you at
The same time. You look over to the breakfast tray, then
To the clock; and noticed that we've made love for six hours; and
Now it is past lunchtime. What a great breakfast!

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My Erotic TaleMy Erotic Talealmost 19 years ago
is not sage, green? <grinin>

curious: is this a recollection or a vision,

either way it was an enchanting read,

thanks the Art~ of sensei

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