
Good morning, my pleasure whore.
My morning ritual.


As she lay there panting underneath my weight, her mind clear but for the foggy ecstasy. Her body tender and exhausted. She had been consumed whole again by me. Not an inch of her flesh had been spared. She had been kissed, licked, touched, spanked and fucked. I had taken all of her.
I place my hand over hers, breathing heavily on the nape of her neck. ‘You are amazing!’, I whisper into her soft skin.
She smiles deeply. Home again.
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