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The End of the Beginning

The end of the beginning when I'm no longer surprised to find you nestled against me cocooned in our warm bed in the cold light of early morning. Pressing myself against your nether cheeks, I palm your breasts and toy with erect nipples, then sigh as I realize our four year old has joined us in bed again.

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Arthur Vaso

Date: 6/27/2014 8:33:00 PM

LOL when I read the title I was leaning toward Greek philosophy, but the twist you added made it even better! One of my buddies has 2 young kids, so this sure made me smile!

Arthur Vaso

Date: 6/27/2014 8:10:00 PM

Hi there Dave, witty and cute, I sure thought by the title this was leading somewhere else!!!! Cheers

D.W. Rodgers
Date: 6/27/2014 8:23:00 PM

Thanks Arthur, and where did you think it might lead?