Morning Quickie
She was up before I woke; she wasn't fully dressed when I woke. This is how I remember it.No bra draws my eyesNipples tease beneath her blouseCock throbbing for herBeauty beckons meSashays across the bedroomPurest poetry Kisses with passionTongues dart and play with fervorHands fondle her ass Upward rising handsPressing my hardness to herBlous...