The Morning Ritual
by Baron
Posted September 2012

He awoke up slowly A smile on his lips. His naked body glowing With sunshine across his hips.

His hands down his body went Then back up to his nips. Heightening pleasures for to vent In a loud moan from his lips.

His right hand moved back down And wrapped his straining rod. His mind in sensation drowned His head tipped into a nod.

So he could watch his flesh As his hand moved down and up. He could feel the tightening stress His left hand his balls did cup.

The slickness of his natural pre Coating his rod and hand The swelling head to see Exploding as only a man can.

Please tell me what you think... baronvoncj@yahoo.com

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