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Fruit Salad

My large juicy mangos, all full to the brim
my bananas half mass, almost ready to swim
don't worry darling, and don't look so grim
it will stop growing when length reaches 10

I see that you're wet, and you reach for the rod
you look me in the eyes, and I give you a nod
you were overawed, but now you're ecstatic
I get some oranges, don't fuss, it's time to make you my duchess
we insert the fruits one by one, as you say abruptly, " I'm about to cum"
that's when its time, its inserted full force
the moan you made was impressive, now this is what you call intercourse

the thrusting went on, for at least 30 minutes
at this point your rooted, and its time for my exit
my banana is out, and with that you start to fidget
and now I take my leave, now its time for fruit salad



Written by SloopyMcFloopy
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Though about this making some fruit salad. A brief moment of ascension.
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