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Morning with Kay

Morning with Kay

Every morning waking up to you
Putting out the hand
I hear a buzzing
reaching for the night stand
eyes half closed and blurry

Looking for the phone
pushing things off
as I search,
where is the damn phone?

I realize it next to the pillow
where I had left it as I had fell asleep
reading your good night messages

I can't wait to see your message
see what you had sent me this time
half asleep I am looking at the phone

"Good morning Sir" you say to me
"check your email " then
"without any one around " and a wink

I open the mail
three different mail
one) flowers
two) pics
three) secret

I look at first mail
for your friends Sir,
you say,
from me to them

I look at the second mail
pic of your smile
pic of your legs
pic of your beautiful tits
"Just for you Sir"

I look at the third
a video
eyes pop open wide
smile from ear to ear
a video of you,
moaning my name
with a dildo in your pussy

every day
you send something
you make my day and night
you are the best thing
Now I love the mornings
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