In the predawn hours

So hot you came to me, in the predawn hours. I was dressed & ready, after perfume & shower. My smallest thong & tightest bra, my highest heels, my language raw. My silky legs and slutty leer, my quickening breath as You draw near. The touch and sigh the kiss & moan, but then at last the hardening bone. Up upon your shoulders go, my spread wide legs my last ego. From here to end it’s all a blur, the changing shapes our lust prefers. Then last while deepest kisses linger, and breath returns no ring on finger, we laze into that hazy mist until once more desiring kiss.

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