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Morning has broken

A feeling of euphoria swept over me as I awoke to a sweet musky aroma and the feeling of someone caressing my manhood.

I was drifting in and out of sleep and felt the warmth of the sun touching my face. Memories of the tiny petite figure of a woman I had met the night before rolled through my mind. It was like watching a slideshow, an image would lazily drift in and fill the screen and then drift to another. Her long hair blowing slightly in the wind from the oceanfront as she smiled up at me with lust in her eyes. She couldn’t have been...