In The MorningA Poem by Carson Kramer**EROTICA**Slowly, slightly, sweetly awakening to gentle, grazing kisses teasingly tantalizing my pelvic V, her favorite part of me. This is no time for Dominance. It is a time of Service to the Man she adores, admires, and abides. Her soft, sweet kisses journey up to my stomach, then chest. Those amazing lips of hers spill the tale of her love, her longing. Her longing to be taken. Her love for me. To my neck, those wondrous lips travel. The sublime tickle. Her lips linger near lobe of ear, sending waves of delicious exstacy to every nerve I possess. Her lips are of silk, as satin, as smooth as baby's bottom. I let out a groan of pleasure, and she giggles with glee. She says, "Lie back, handsome. I'll make us some coffee". © 2018 Carson Kramer |
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Added on September 19, 2018 Last Updated on September 19, 2018 AuthorCarson KramerSt. Louis, MOAboutYou have come to the Nom de Plume, of the writer known as, Nipplegrinder. It was suggested that I would receive a more welcoming response, if I hadn't such a repulsive screen name. (Thank you, Lyn.) .. more..Writing
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