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No Rush This Morning
No Rush This Morning No Rush This Morning Reach out with my arm and my hand brushes your back down along spine bumps track to rising curve of buttocks sense the heat of you this heat of another and my own body stirs anticipation in my thoughts for kisses on your lips of fingers stretching across the erogenous zs you would want me to explore and my fingernails lightly rake over this naked back and you curl and sigh a lost breeze coming home a wave breaking on a shore as I roll over and seduce warm kisses on your throat a nibble sucking on your neck a hand cupping breast lightly teasing nipple at tectonic plate speed we lazily awaken each other the birds harmonising outside sound of traffic moving reaching into our boidour no rush this morning stretching mules to reach around and along your body fingertips grazing over every curve and rise barely touching as your body rise a magic trick of levitation and turning you smile and our arousal a known ent fills the quiet of this room and slowly you bend your head to where my lips are waiting your eyes are still and stating no rush this morning as lips meet and slowly merge into each other those mules working as we lazily wait an inquisitive tongue dawdles out and traces lines of your lips a tingle inside rising and you draw my tongue in the kiss building heat my hand on your shoulders massaging as if to kiss the skin there as sweetly and seriously as our morning kiss on a morning when would not matter how wide a bed we would reach each other and lazily inspire the lighting of a deeper fire even as we take our time as no rush this morning. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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I would love waking up like this. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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and to continue the perfect morning, press the button to have breakfast and the latest newspapers (I know, so last century media) brought to your room and placed on the balcony outside.... Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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sometimes the best things take time and patience and a place where we can practice them both. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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