Sunday, August 10, 2014

Morning Thoughts

In the morning all alone
She wakes thinking of her Master
She decides to pick up the phone
To call because of her thoughts after
Was a night of pain, pleasure and play
How wonderful to start her day
With thoughs of her Sir lingering
So she begins to start fingering
She rubs her soft supple mound
Now so wet, slick and abound 
With her own fragrant juices
She pumps and humps herself
Into cuming her mind on Master so lucid
He calls
She tells
His balls
Become swelled
He yells
 She melts
Comes again so well
Master says holy hell
In the morning Master/sub play
So each can start their day their way 

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