g-morning

the soft whisper of a lover at sunrise that lets him know that the morning wood be better than the night

She turns over on her side to see those eyes gazing into hers. Their skin glistened in the morning light. He gently moves a wisp of hair from her eyes. A grin peeks from behind the sheets " G-morning" He could barely hear her soft voice but it made him hard. As he leaned over to kiss her, she pulled him closer and they started all over again.

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