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Fruit Cocktail
My tits are ripe fruits
Each a perfect pear
For your strong hands to reach
It begins with your gentle touch
Slowly, very slowly
Take my nipples into your mouth
With each bite you become enslaved
By the juices of my skin
Your tongue explores my pears
I'm totally excited
Oh, don't stop now
Slide your magic pen inside me
Feel every sweet dripping
Hold me tight in your arms
Move inside me until I'm done
A fountain of peach juice is now ready too
Oh, open your mouth
And drink in my cocktail of peach and pears
Each a perfect pear
For your strong hands to reach
It begins with your gentle touch
Slowly, very slowly
Take my nipples into your mouth
With each bite you become enslaved
By the juices of my skin
Your tongue explores my pears
I'm totally excited
Oh, don't stop now
Slide your magic pen inside me
Feel every sweet dripping
Hold me tight in your arms
Move inside me until I'm done
A fountain of peach juice is now ready too
Oh, open your mouth
And drink in my cocktail of peach and pears
Published 29th Sep 2015
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Anonymous
29th Sep 2015 4:14pm
Gabi, this is a luscious and beautiful write.. brilliantly done.. with love, and respect..
Dave
Dave
3rd Oct 2015 7:12pm
29th Sep 2015 9:00pm
Fruity write! Echoes of Song of Songs' "Your breasts are clusters of fruit".
3rd Oct 2015 7:13pm
3rd Oct 2015 9:39pm
Also, for double-entendre, like "the perfect pear" (one almost thinks of "pair").
1st Oct 2015 2:05am
3rd Oct 2015 7:21pm
