Cool Morning

Cool Morning

A Poem by unclecharlie

The morning is a little cold,
So close to me her I hold,
Gently pulling back the sheet,
So that our bodies meet,
Sliding over just a bit,
Closer to her I must get,
My eyes I once again close,
For a little longer I want to doze,
Now I am warm and all is fine,
As our bodies seem to entwine,
I am comfy but can't sleep,
And from her there's not a peep,
Her body I can't neglect,
I give her a little kiss on the neck,
She let's out a soft moan,
That's alright we're alone,
My body she starts to trace,
Rolling over to kiss my face,
She buries my head between her breast,
It's just a prelude to the rest,
I'll lick her whole body nice and slow,
Kissing every spot as I go,
Now she pushes me back,
Like an animal she'll attack,
Now if it's cold I can't tell,
Because this morning has went so well,
What better way to start the day,
Then a little warmth and some play!

An Uncle Charlie Original

© 2008 unclecharlie


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Added on August 3, 2008

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unclecharlie
unclecharlie

Palm Coast, FL



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Here is just a little about me. I have lived a life of choices and disappointments. Never counting on anyone but myself. I have had lots of alone time and lots of hard knocks. What doesn't kill us wil.. more..

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