Friday, December 28, 2012

Syrup


I love the scattered mornings when she wakes with naughty in her eye. The sun breaks through our window and I could care less about the rest of the day. I want her to be my breakfast.  My mouth slides against her salty youthful skin as I nibble here and there enjoying her squirms.  I taste her with soft strokes of determination, flicking my tongue across her budding clit.  Small gasps of lust escape her lips as she takes my head in her hand and pulls me further into her need when she peaks, rewarding me with her nectar.


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