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Early Morning City Lovers
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Early Morning City Lovers We are lovers of the early hours Making our way to each other at daybreak Before the city groans When the songbirds first break rest Chirping in a new day while Squirrels scamper on tree limbs across electric wires The only humans awake are walkers of tiny chihuahuas and fat bull dogs And I find you fresh and ready Nude as a green grape Your melon breasts tumbling from your bathrobe Quickly I pile my folded cloths beside your bed Your sex warm and wet to my close shaved face A balm I will wear as proudly as if one of those gay handsome models peddling scent from the glossy magazines Your clitoris is a rose bud that I taste with long licks and kisses This morning you are quick to orgasm, once twice, now headed to a third I press my wand home, as if the baton of a symphony conductor gone wild and bring on the third as your breathing once more quickens “Yes baby, yes,” as I enter and recede, my arms around your buttocks squeezing your flesh until that ripe moment when we merge in delightful harmony I stay inside you until we hear doors slamming, cars starting the traffic from the nearby highway filled with commuters, a lone barking I disengage and you rise to sitting position, watching me as I quickly wash my sex and face, knowing I will carry your sacred scent for hours as indelible as a tattoo the perfume of lovers that they don’t sell on Amazon |
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Whewwwwwwww!! What a great read! You're invited to  CorPlay anytime.  Kinky-ish coffee or before bed time fun in favorite chat rooms. Life is too short not to laugh!  Peace, light, love 
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