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she adds the honey
in a stream to her tea
watches its golden rope thin to string
remembers him

how his cum did the same
pooling in the ponds of his body
as she stroked him held him
once his breath evened she lapped him up
eagerly playfully
apple with melon
a hint of salt
their slick kiss interrupted
with giggles

she pours milk and stirs
walks past her husband snoring
to the Golf Channel spilling
over the recliner

upstairs she floats him a text hoping
he is waiting

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