Morning Sex With Kate Beckinsale

Bend over
Hold piss
Come over

Silent pause
hands pressed against me
moans softly
enters gently

eyes toward window
tears fall silenty
“Baby” she thinks
I just want to get off

4 am
2 more to go
She says she doesn’t feel well
a doctor’s visit awaits

silent and patient
take this stick
two red lines



About Michael Medlen

My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.
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