My Favorite Time of The Morning

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A sweet morning reward
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I am awakened by the smell of your arousal.
I grip your hardness and you warm my hands.
My grip tightens as I inch closer.
I allow myself to feel your heat against my lips.
I close my eyes and lick my lips imaging the taste of you on them.
I part my lips and slide them just over the rim.
I adjust my angle and I am rewarded with your hot sweet liquid flowing over my tongue and down my throat.
Warming its way into my belly.
I sigh with pleasure as I slide my lips back across your rim.
I lick them again this time tasting the sweetness left behind.
I rake my teeth across my lower lip in anticipation of repeating the angle that gave me my reward.

Mmmmmmm my morning coffee tastes so good.

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