"How many licks does it take..."
Like the skin of a banana, I carefully pull away at your petals
That protect the sweet nectar within the jungle of your body.
"Lollipop, lollipop..."
I test the ripeness of your passion fruit
With the soft caress of my hand
I want candy...
My tongue navigates its way up and around, in and out,
Again and again, each time savoring your dripping fruit juices
The slower you lick, the longer it lasts
Your cherry, crimson and moist, saturates my taste buds
In ways that no other substance could on this Earth.
With real fruit filling...
Moving in synchronization with the outside branches
You sway, and like the wind beyond our door, moan softly
. All natural ingredients...
As your back bows like a willow in the breeze, you stroke my hair
The touch of experience motivates me, my love, and I drink faster
Full of nutritional value...
At long last, I've found it... The succulent treasure contained within you
Your ultimate sugar rush, and I dive into you as you shout my name
May I have another taste, my love?
I love you April
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Warning! This submission may contain mature content.
WOOHOO! Yeah, baby, yeah, baby, YEAH! Now this is truely something I'd like to see acted out, and I'm holding you to it! This REALLY got me going! It's oh so suggestive and sexy. Hell, I even forgot about this stupid IV in my arm.
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LonLeroux Says:
WOOHOO! Yeah, baby, yeah, baby, YEAH! Now this is truely something I'd like to see acted out, and I'm holding you to it!
This REALLY got me going! It's oh so suggestive and sexy. Hell, I even forgot about this stupid IV in my arm.