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un petit dejeuner


lazy morning in bed,
playing with your limpness,
you reading the paper
and ignoring me
until my mouth gets you going.

you flip me over and
I hold on
singing the glory of our act
in little squeals and grunts.

you play my willing lips
and bejewel my freckled cheeks
until I swallow you.

you tell me,
with a leering grin,
that it's my breakfast –

but I want bacon and eggs dammit,
I want biscuits and jam,
a girl can't live on blowjobs alone you know.

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