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Sleep 

I’m here.

Did you forget about me? 

Has slumber crept in and taken my place?Fingertips delicately trace and glide up and down a skeletal staircase..

There’s a stir..

The warmth that radiates is calling.. beckoning something deep within.

Parted lips allow subtle breaths to escape,

Sweet..

Slowly closing the gap.. inching closer ever so quietly,

Fingers run over broad mountains and down that delicate sternal groove..

Can you feel me yet?

A palm rests on a rhythmic thudding..

Lubb dubb… lubb dubb.. 

before continuing the journey down soft skin..

Confined.

It’s a tease.. these waist bands… 

You can’t keep me from what I want.

Another stir..

A pause, not yet. 

Continue your affair with slumber, 

I’m not ready yet. 

Liquid pools.. above and below..

Warm, wet, sticky.

Perhaps this is more for me than for you.

And the seal is broken,

A hungry hand hunts for its prey..

Gently..

It tugs..

Lightly it strokes..

What was once soft and supple is now rigid and hard.

Fingertips creep below a shaft and trace their way back up..

Parted lips wet with anticipation find their way to a pulsing carotid.. 

mmm.. sweet flesh..

Just as the urge to bite hits it’s peak,

I’m distracted by the warm liquid the gentle tugs and strokes have brought forth..

Sticky…

An index finger traces the bulbous head before coming up to parted lips..

A lick.. turns to a suck, 

A stir…

A shift in position..

Mm, suppose slumber has begun to relinquish its grip.

Skillfully and quietly I dip below..

What I seek is no longer hidden..

No longer dormant..

Salivating..

I let it slide out of my mouth to coat what’s mine.

Carefully watching it drip down the shaft..

I cannot wait any longer.

Roused.

Was it the wet? 

A handful of hair and a grip that makes me weak..

***d down upon it, 

A gag..

I’m weak, warm stickiness drips down thighs as a mouth is filled again and again..

I. Need. This.

Hips begin to thrust.

Mouthful after mouthful..

Pace quickens.

My throat aches for each thrusts depths.

Into the oblivion my mind goes,

One thought ever present..

“Use. Me.”

 

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Jay I'm sorry please know I never meant to hurt you  so badly and I forgive you

 

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Jay know I'm sorry and I forgive you and wish things were different 

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