The dawn hums softly as I trace
the heat beneath the sheets,
my lips find him—swollen, eager,
a promise I intend to keep.
His cock is so delicious,
a slow surrender to my tongue,
each pulse a whispered secret,
each sigh a song unsung.
I won’t forget to suck his balls,
to cradle them like treasure,
to taste the salt and musk of him,
to savor every measure.
The light spills gold across his hips,
my mouth a worship, deep and true,
his fingers twist in my hair,
pulling me closer, pulling me through.
His cum tastes so sweet,
a burst of honey on my tongue,
I drink him down like morning dew,
the day has just begun.
We linger in the afterglow,
his breath still ragged, warm,
our bodies tangled, soft and slow,
the sun ignites the storm.
ASK JESSI 
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