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The Orange

He was the answer to a prayer
Sun-kissed
Vibrant
His 'perfection'
Soon to be devoured


Hungering to touch
The promise of completion
With his essence
Assailing my senses and
Trembling to just taste

Aching to squeeze
Holding him tight!
Inhaling
Moaning
His luscious presence
Fills the room

I burn to try to quench
My neverending thirst
Many times over.

Swallowing hard,
I peel back his thick skin
Licking
Lowering my red lips
Half closed lids
Trembling in ecstasy.

Every fiber in my mouth
Suckling harder and harder

Bursting juices fill me,

Swallowing deeply every bit.

Tangy decadence!

An orange delight!

Licking fingers, my lips
The fragrance as rose hips
Sweetened lips



18 Apr 02
Written by opalsecret
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