My Fruity Passion

 

Where do I begin, how do I start
but then I reminisce on the art
and the scent of
passion that drives me to cringe,
hmmm, thats how it always begins....
 
Not looking, but looking, not searching
but hoping for that someone of
lovable character, that unforgettable
fruity fragrance that belies strength
and a shared need for passion,
 is the place where I first laid eyes upon
my  Princess of Fruity Passion.
 
In the heat of a late summer night at the club,
looking for one last rub,  but secretly wishing for more,
we were introduced and thrust to share
in each others fruity passion.  I smiled
as you blushed with satisfaction and then I blushed
cuz it was an immediate mutual attraction.  

There could be no interruption as we were both
focused and locked in on this seemingly immediate
expression of our respective fruity passions.
 
We stared at one another and in the glance
 lie the promise of some for real,  for real
fruity passion, as we shyly made plans to expand
this apparent affection and promise of passion.  
We decided to meet in another club and after a few more rubs,
it was time to taste each others fruity passion.

 It was both short and long like trying to wait out
a brief summer storm, we let a little of our pent up passion
 go and was serenaded  by the sweet scent from each others'
bodies as we sniffed, panted and breathed in our combined Fruity Passions.
 
But wait that is not the end,
 but is just one example
of how fruity passion begins,
we embraced and shared
more and more of
 each others' fruity passion
and I'm happy to say that it is quite addicting
 and the scent of sweet and wet 'n sticky strawberries
 will never leave my nose,
 Its the scent that gives me chills,
 its the fruity passion shared that is always a thrill,
its so good I feel I must surrender,
but then I take in another whiff
 and realize that I have conquered and been conquered
cuz I'm all taken in by the smell and feel of our fruity passion.
 
So even with that admission I still can't help but keep on submittin',
sniffin' fruity passion, from her plump thighs and phat fatty,
back up her neck with nibbles on those oh so sweet tasting breast
 and all over her is fruity passion for me to enjoy
as she plays back with me to her own liking with my fruity passion toy

 always intense, never will it fail to
ignite the schisms of delight
 when me and her can unite
for a night of fruity passions....oh what a delight when the
smell of our fruity passions fills our nostrils  and lays heavy in the air!!!!

I can't wait my Fruity Passion Princess, cuz when you call I will be there!!!