Chopping Wood

Not a day goes by where I don’t wake up with that perfect wood, the perfect morning tent, hard, full mast, perfect veinage, moist and glistened tip just waiting to be mounted, sucked and milked for that warm morning breakfast in bed. Most time she just rolls over and squats on me and rides me, perfect in so many ways, just the perfect start to the day, then there are days when she rolls over, looks at me and chops that wood with her hand.. a glorious morning handjob, she looks at me, spits in her hand and goes to town on my delicious stiffness, shafts me like a pipe, her hands barely covering my raging hard on, she beats me long and hard, looking straight at me, holding me down, no kissing me, just looking at me as she polishes my wand, spits loads in her palms and rubs my knob and tight grips and wrings my base over and over again, till I cum so hard all over her hands, that warm morning breakfast for her to taste and she cleans me up to go in her again…

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